The Mungojerrie: Rolling On (Part 2)

[Marky]

"Heh. I see." Mark looks around for a moment, before whispering to Goldie. Did I hear that there might be a party at Circe's?

[AmbushCat]

*lowers her voice as well* Yes, you heard correctly. If things go according to plan, it should officially start sometime tomorrow.

[Marky]

Hmm. I see. Man, that's bad timing for me, with all this going on. I may try and have one of the affected clones go over there, as, well, they're the only ones left, that can. Hopefully that will be alright.

[AmbushCat]

Only one way to find out, I suppose. *eyes droop halfway closed again*

[Marky]

Yeah, true...so, tomorrow it is, then. Mark whispers, glancing around a bit, again.

[AmbushCat]

*Eebon, having finished her meal, is taking another look at an exercise in the English book she was given.*

Eebon: *slowly reading aloud* "From the brilliance of the dawn comes the rising of life. The day begins, and amongst the thoughts of men lie their hopes for the future." *slowly counts, then frowns* Three phrases? ... Hmm... prepositional phrases are kind of tricky... *bites her lip to keep the verbal tic from escaping*

[AmbushCat]

*Ambush Cat's Gengar floats into the eating area, pins a notice near the exit, and floats off. Several diners look at it curiously.*

"In light of the whole Council election deal that has been taking place this month, you may be wondering why we haven't been promoting Ambush Cat for the job. Due to a request from management, it has been requested that we stay clear of the political arena and take care not to approve of one over the other. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused. --- The Shadow Gang"

[Marky]

A little while after leaving the lab, Mark and Rosetta come upon the restaurant inside of a spaceship, The Mungojerrie. "Well, here we are."

[Bigmouthstrikes]

"I've never been here before." She said, looking around. "it's nice."

[Marky]

"It sure is. So, umm...guess we can just grab a table." Mark says, taking a look to see just how busy the place is at the moment.

((And I'm done for the night...))

[AmbushCat]

*For the time being, the restaurant's rather quiet...for the most part, anyway; a handful of customers here and there, either eating or engaged in idle conversation; a kid playing Xevious at one of the computer consoles, and the Beatles' "Tell Me Why" playing on the radio. Seems they managed to show up during the period between the breakfast and lunch rushes.*

*Swift, Ambush Cat's Umbreon, shows up nearby.*

Swift: *telepathically* Welcome to the Mungojerrie, people. Go on ahead and grab a seat wherever.

[Marky]

Mark nods in response to Swift. "Alright, want to sit anywhere, specifically?" Mark asks Rosetta.

[Bigmouthstrikes]

"I always take a window seat." she said.

[Marky]

"Alright then." Mark looks around for a table by the window, motioning Rosetta over to it. Heading over to the table, Mark pulls out the chair by the window for Rosetta to sit down in.

[Bigmouthstrikes]

"Aren't you the gentleman." She said taking a seat. "Thank you."