“Alright!” The waiter was prompt to reply. “We have breakfast sets on this page, both sweet and savory. The first ones over here come with juice and the ones on this other page have both juice and a coffee. But one of our more popular options is the club sandwich set.” As he spoke, his finger pointed out to the different parts of the page. The last part had brightly colored letters. “I’d suggest a set with ciabatta rolls, those are super soft. Also, there’s a kids’ menu. Of course, you might rather order everything separately, in which case…” The page was flipped back.
“There’s fresh fruit smoothies that are pretty good and also the rest of the hot drinks as you can see here. And, other kinds of sides that aren’t included in the promotional sets, like mozzarella chicken sandwich or vegan double deckers.”
No mention of pastries, huh. The waiter seems to be fixated on breakfast. But there’s still a few pages left to explore of the menu.
Meanwhile, Caster had rested his head on his forearms again, silently enjoying the yummy scent of baked goods.

Caster was daydreaming of the taste of bread in his mouth. However, he walked all the way over to this place for the promise of soup, and the mention of that (along with Sunny's gaze) was enough to bring him back to attention.
Thankfully for the mage, the boy doesn't even think of saying something like "who" or "that's not my name". It's more like he ignored it.
"Mhm," he replied with a little nod. "Vegetable soup? Like you promised?"

"We have soups as well, on the page before the last," the waiter offers, not missing a beat. He's doing a wonderful job at not looking confused or weirded out. Or maybe he's just used to all kinds of customers on the daily and doesn't even bat an eye. "If you need an extra bowl for the kid we can provide that too."

“Bread... fresh from the oven and soft. Not all hard and without any taste. I like it when it’s not too salty, too.”
Meanwhile, the waiter had taken out a notepad to write down the order. “Everything is freshly prepared here on a daily basis,” he said, addressing Sunny even though the reply was to Caster’s statement. “May I take the menus, or will you want to keep looking them over for a bit?”
Upon hearing that, Caster placed a hand on top of the plastic-laminated page of the menu in front of him. “I want to see mine.”