[when lan sizhui comes to chickadee's, it's usually nearer to the afternoon or perhaps early evening; he's well-aware how the scene changes later into the night and, while he isn't nervous, per se, he does know that things can become more questionable during those times.

however, he's been doing his best to branch out despite this, welcoming somewhat darker themes into his life, even if it means being wary of doing so at first. as it stands with the arcade, it seems like one of the safer venues when compared to places like the smoked egg and naked yolk or house finch, with less chance of happening across couples engaged in far kinkier scenarios than one might expect to see.

he can also distract himself with the games, which is currently what he's deciding on, trying to choose between a rhythm game with handheld controllers and bright, flashing lights or a racing game with twin mechanical motorcycles that he assumes are meant to be sat on and ridden like one would do with an actual bike.

with really no other choice – unless he wants to have his watch randomize something – he turns to the nearest person that happens by then,] Excuse me, [he starts, hoping to get the man's attention and as long as he does, he asks,] Which of these do you think is better? I haven't tried either of them yet and I'm curious about both, but I don't know where I should start.