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[IamanElfCollaborator]

She shrugs.

[Empiricist]

"Found anything Monsieur Pierrot?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"The wine's fairly strong. It isn't Stormreach, but then again, it wouldn't need to be."

[Empiricist]

"Have you two eaten?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

He nods.

[Empiricist]

"Then perhaps we should pay the bill and return, nothing to do except for the healing embrace of sleep."

[Empiricist]

Lucinda pays the bill and goes back to the cafe. He checks up on Yukari's soberness.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Still drunk. She's being carried off by Fuuka. Meanwhile, Gaston sighs.
"....we will need to verify whether or not she was telling the truth. Alith won't tell us unless it's a matter of life and death; he's a born liar."

[Empiricist]

"How does thous suggest we do so?"
Lucinda's Super-Ego appears and helps out with the carrying.
Silica wakes up, she's rather hung over. Glancing at the phantasmal kittens, she remarks lethargically "What did I do?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I advise finding someone more truthful. Someone who has telepathy and is willing to tell us the truth or not."
Daeron shrugs.
"The usual."

[Empiricist]

Silica deactivates the circle for now.
"Would there be any persons present with such qualifications?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Gaston shrugs.
Daeron grunts and swigs down a bottle of grog.

[Empiricist]

"Perhaps we should simply create an environment in which she is more likely to concede the truth?"
[Hungover Shenanigans: 6] Silica tries to summon a glass of water for herself, but being hungover and somewhat dazed, she misreads and accidentally launches a shockwave out into the distance. Said shockwave manifested as a group of ethereal figures that would have looked like stereotypical ninjas were they not wearing powdered wigs, tophats and monocles. And wielding electric violins. And screaming out in muted tones a symphonic death metal piece in japanese that seemed to use flowery enthusiasms in place of any vulgarity or family unfriendly content.
"...What  just happened?"
((When hungover, Silica's magic will now use the new perplexicon's content.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The figures are immediately befallen by Cuil veils and turned into adorable ghost kittens singing in the most melodious voices ever.

Daeron is dumbfounded.
"The intricacies of love makes that hard to guarantee."

[OREOSOME]

Coyote finally also wakes up, and just watches the weird ghost kittens prance off.
"What the hell was that?"