Dinner

Before you can find anyone in particular, your stomach begins to growl. It must be the effects of the dimensional warps. This isn't the first time this has happened. Luckily, there's a restaurant near by, a seafood place if the name is any indication. You can't help but laugh at the name of the place, The Clam. Very subtle.

You walk in and get a table. You have currency from all charted universes, so payment won't be an issue. You're thankful that you get a waitress as opposed to a waiter. And boy is she a stunner. Skin like creamy mocha, cute frizzy hair, legs that go on for days and a pussy and big ass just begging for action.

"Hi, I'm Destiny, I'm be assisting you with whatever you need tonight. Don't be afraid to ask, refills, anal, blowjob, fucking my pussy raw, more biscuits. You name it, it won't be an issue babe." She says with a smile. You smile right back.

You give your order of fried clam strips and shrimp scampi as you finger her. Her breathing grows faster and she lets out a few utterances of "fuck" and "yes please", but still takes note of your order. When you finish your order, you also stop fingering her, much to her disappointment.

"I'm going to have to try to keep coming your way." She says while laughing then goes to the kitchen to give the order.

You look around the restaurant and see several sexy ladies. You see a family of a father and his bottomless wife and teenage daughter, various waitresses, and a woman by herself with a dress cut off right at her belly button who is looking around, a missing date maybe?