Exchanged of thoughts

By now, Alastor was strolling outside in the square, searching for café where he had eaten last time. Coincidentally, Van was all alone at the corner of the café, enjoying his pie.

Alastor got himself an espresso, bagels, and donuts. Then he walked by and sat down in the same section, in front of Van.

Van rose his eyes and saw him. He exasperatedly sighed. “What is it you want?”

Alastor took a bite and drink his coffee. “I just want to talk with you.”

Van briefly cocked an eyebrow, returned his eyes down to his food, and drank his coffee. “What is it then now? You gonna console me into not giving up becoming a hunter and masculinize me to one?”