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[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope leaves her bowl untouched.

[Twinwolf]

Victoria exists somewhere.

[SOLDIER First]

((what other seat))

[Projeck37]

Contagion had been there, just silent. He looks upon the appetizers, and sighs. He could just take off the mask here...

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Contagion's face is actually of a stringy blonde guy with one long scar down one of his eyes

[SOLDIER First]

wilson becomes Ren

[TheBiggerFish]

"Hey guys."

[SOLDIER First]

((WHERE DID SHE SIT))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope's co-worker looks suspciously like Nora
Penelope nods to Alanis.

[TheBiggerFish]

((Wherever Contagion isn't?  Because he sort of existed into one of those seats.))

((Ah, Penelope it is.))

[TCM]

The Seating Order (Unless anyone protests this): Alanis - Enelope - Penelope - Wilson - Contagion

"Hey Alanis."

Wilson finds the onion rings to have a combination of crunchiness and gooeyness that is both repulsive and delicious. No doubt he has an initial bout of confusion and hesitation.

Alanis's mozzarella sticks are slid down the length of the bar, stopping perfectly in front of her.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Well, Penelope has one onion ring, blinking briefly, before leaving it untouched.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Hello Inomi.

Say, I was thinking...Maybe I could give you an old D&D character or something for a default form?  Or you could roll one up."

Hopefully the mozzarella sticks are mozzarella sticks and not...Weird.

[TCM]

"D&D? Like the card game?"

The mozzarella sticks taste like they will be the main factor when Alanis goes into cardiac arrest seventy years in the future, which is to say they have the perfect consistency like the onion rings. Alanis could easily put them into the Top 5 mozzarella sticks she's ever had, unless she was already a conuessier of mozzarella sticks to begin with, eating only the finest mozzarella sticks in her past, which might lower these sticks a few rankings.

_{"Y'all want anything to drink?"} A towering man behind the bar asks this to the party. He seems oddly familiar, with his flowing dreadlocks and huge frame...wait, isn't that Lynch?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Hey." Penelope nods at Lynch.