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A fairly normal someone - looks like a college kid - wanders into the cantina, looking around curiously. Hope I got the coordinates right...

He's dressed up, comparatively, at least - as in, he's in slacks and a fairly nice shirt as opposed to a t-shirt and jeans. He waves awkwardly at the bartender. "Uh, hey."

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Runamuck nods, snerking slightly as Orion blinks with dismay at the empty cookie plate. "Yeah."

Then he looks over at Mornbein, who has a bottle of 'premium sipping whiskey' and is chugging.

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Davey follows his gaze and chuckles. "Looks like somebody has trouble following instructions. Why am I not surprised?"

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She lowers the bottle and makes a rude sound at him, then wipes her mouth on her arm before frowning up at Orion. "What? I'll gitcha more cookies, sheesh."

"No... I'm waiting for you to burp."

Mornbein facepalms and mutters as Runamuck cracks up.

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Davey rolls his eyes, trying to hide a smile and doing a very bad job of it.

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"Shaddup 'n eat cookies," she tells the youngbots as Blue refills the plate. Runamuck is still snickering as they comply.

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Oh, yeah, they're definitely boys.

He takes a sip of his drink. "So what about you, then?"

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"What about me?" The burp escapes as a low, slow rumble from behind her closed lips, and she glances at the bots to make sure they didn't notice.

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"I mean, we've been talking about the kids this entire time."

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"Now ya see how annoyin' the fraggin' bastiches are." She smirks.

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He chuckles. "Oh, of course. I like kids, but that doesn't mean they aren't."