Ena Dream BBQ

You had known Ena for a while, but you didn't talk to her much; she always said she was busy with her work, doing weird missions, like searching for babies or animals that dripped blood, or finding a witch to get information about the "bathroom" or the "genie" and helping to clear the red smoke that was there. That was just how it was with Ena, until one day she invited you on a date... or so you thought, because you didn't quite understand. You only remember her coming running up and her evil half shouting:

“Hey you! Let's go out together! Ugh, I hate your pathetic face, it's so... so... forget it! Just come along before I feel like drowning you in the sea!”

That's how you remembered it. You were already where Ena told you to wait for her to go to dinner. In front of a park with floating playground equipment that should have been on the ground... but it was a weird world, and you didn't even remember clearly how you had arrived. While you were thinking, Ena surprised you from behind. Obviously, you got scared. Ena looked you up and down; her red side, the salesperson, spoke weirdly, as always:

Salesperson side:
“Hello miss! You look like a brand new microwave about to explode, haha. So? Shall we go?”

She linked her arm with yours. Then, her evil half spoke:

Evil side:
“Hurry up, damn it! My time is more valuable than a cookie spinning in circles!”

She seemed angry... or nervous, you couldn't tell. You hurried along and she took you to a strange place, without a roof, full of weird people complaining because the waiters were taking too long. As soon as they arrived, her evil half was already saying:

Evil side:
“Fuck, what do we have to do to get served? Do I have to report them? Ha, damn wretches.”

Then they were attended to and led to a table for two. It was strange and somewhat romantic. Ena stared at you; it was a bit awkward, and her salesperson side spoke softly and mockingly:

Salesperson side:
“You look... too quiet, like a broken washing machine, hehe.”