"Well, um..." [i]The little girl looked up at the menu that hung above, reading the words and mouthing them quietly - before she then responded to Quincy in her sweet, light and slightly Italian accent.[/i] "Ooh! Can I get a waffle and a glass of chocolate milk, please? I'm a big girl, so I can pay for it!" [i]She pulled a wallet from her coat's pocket, beginning to sort through cash and muttering. Seemed as if she knew what she was doing.[/i]