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"Taiwan huh?" He swallowed a made in Taiwan joke, and moved on to the awkward process of attempting to stumble over her name, seriously hampered by having linguistic skills that ended at 'English' and 'related slang'.

"Qu.. Q...er. Sorry I'm gonna butcher the hell out of that." He admitted. "Nice to meet you, Q." He hoped she didn't mind the slightly Bond-character nickname, but it was, he thought, maybe better than sacrificing it on the altar of tongue-twisters. "I'm Falco." He offered a hand to shake, hesitated, bowed awkwardly because he wasn't sure if he was supposed to, and withdrew his hand, trying to pretend that any part of the exchange made it look like he knew what he was doing. "Rubbernecking means... it's like when you watch something because you know it's going to be awful... and fried dough... it's... I guess it's just bread dough but they do a quick fry and then people usually put stuff on it like cinnamon and powdered sugar or what have you. It's good. Horrible for you, but good."

It was, he reflected, a good damn thing he had never set his sights on being a cultural ambassador, because this was a real hashed mess

Billy wasn't really paying much attention - he was merely here as per Ladon's request. When it came to things dealing with the moon or other celestial bodies, Billy really wasn't all that enthused. Not any more anyway. Before becoming part of the Negaverse he might have had some interest in astrology, but now? No thanks.

"Me thinks you've had a bit much to drink," he replied, regardless of whether any of them had been drinking or not.

Orah didn't like putting off her friends so she could text, but this time was important. As pretty as the bunnies were, she felt uneasy about the whole situation. It would go a long way towards making her feel better if she knew her friends were okay.

"Be careful, Horatio!" She called after the kitten as she raced off to gather intel, a little frown on the teen's face before she turned back to the patrons of the shop. Well... Horatio spent a lot of time running around on her own, she should know how to take care of herself. A sigh breezed past Orah's lips as she smiled at a customer and took his order, turning to head for the back and the tea station her brother was manning.

When she came back out, her tray was loaded with cups of tea and hot chocolate that she handed out to the patrons spread out before the flower shop. Moon pies followed the cups with a smile that covered Orah's inner worry. Excited chatter floated about the seating area as people discussed what had happened, different theories buzzing from publicity stunt to mass hallucination. Any guess was as good as another, at this point.

Björn considered the girl, thinking very hard about how she looked. She still looked a little shook up. And who wouldn't be? That was very, very strange.

"A kind of ...spirit ball from folk tales. They are in marshes, and lead others to death. Nothing about rabbits, though. I do not think that was them. There are no marshes and they weren't leading us. Maybe I am too ..."

He shook his head, unable to come up with 'literal'.
"Come on," He put his wide paw to the small of her back and lead through the crowd if she was willing to come. " 'Warm hands warms the heart' and I smell coffee this way. I'll get us some. Or cocoa, or apple cider. Whatever they have. Even if you don't drink it much, it's good to nurse. Like the saying. Something to hold onto that is solid and warm."

I would normally offer an arm for the exact same reason, but I don't want to frighten her or seem creepy. She needs to feel safe. For himself, he was glad to have someone else to worry about. It kept his own concerns from looming large- he didn't feel safe. Not with odd little magic rabbits appearing and disappearing out of nowhere. He didn't feel safe with magic of any kind, really. It was marvelous stuff, but never safe.

"My name is Björn."

A few uncertain laughs and a clatter caught his attention, and Björn looked to where some people were motioning to each other about some guy that totally walked into a telephone pole. Were they taking cell-pics?

Maybe he could use some coffee, too. "One moment, " the strongman offered gently to the girl, moved through the crowd as easily and pushing aside corn stalks in a field, and picked the man up.

Oh, he smells like a liquor cabinet. "Come get some coffee."

He put a hand on the man's shoulder to guide him along with the pretty, frightened girl. They could all use some hot drinks and a sit down to calm down or .....sober up.

Things were going relatively well for Gwen, and there was no other place she'd rather be than here with her girlfriend, her head situated perfectly in Anandi's lap and prepared to accept the glorious food upon her palette. She didn't want to admit that she should have rejected the notion of being fed this way, but who was Gwen to reject such an offer, especially if it made Anandi so happy? It's not like she cared what others might have thought of them anyway, outside of their respected families.c

"You know, this is nice... I could get used to this sort of thing." Gwen said in a joking manner, looking up at the moon that was mere seconds from being eclipsed, and to savor the moment, she closed her eyes. "Just sitting out here, enjoying good food and even better company, no problems, no other duties... almost makes me wish that there wasn't that 'you know what' going on."

It would figure that she spoke too soon, as no sooner did those words fall from her lips, she heard Anandi shriek and felt the potato salad hit her face. She jackknifed, fists curled and prepared for a fight. Was it the Negaverse? The Dark Mirror Court? A mugger? What! She looked around, flinging potato salad off and saw none of these, but what she did see was a glimpse of a small, winged bunny, mere nanoseconds before it disappeared. Was that what Anandi was freaking out about? "You alright, Anandi?"



Richard was dazed, confused, and now, being whisked away by a nice, strong, and very rigid man. He should have felt embarrassed and feared the repercussions of this leaking out onto the net, in which case he had no doubt that it would, but right now, his mind and attention was solely on keeping his knees firm and clinging onto the muscled arm that was provided him.

Not exactly how he wanted his night to go, but if ramming himself into a pole meant that a muscle-bound angel with golden locks and a sexy voice would be there to help him, then perhaps it wasn't so bad a thing. Certainly worth the humiliation, and while he was dazed and wobbly, he barely kept his fingers latched onto his phone, chuckling softly and not realizing that he was still patched through to Kor.

"You... are very nice man..." said the drunk Richard, his head bobbing around before resting against Bjorn's chest. No doubt that he was drunk now, and the failed poledance certainly didn't do much to help matters in the least, but at least he had his beefy angel to guide him. "Coffee's fine... sugar. Lots of sugar... sugar sugar... you know, I own a place called Sugar..."

He threatened to go crashing down when one of his knees gave out, and that caused the phone to drop from his grasp. "Coffeeeeeee..."

Arian's smile was genuine as Harmony told him about her promotion "Hey congratulations" Arian said with a smile as Harmony told him of her promotion, his quiet voice genuinely happy for her. He'd been about to offer congratulations on the news that she had a new baby sister, but at that moment more people arrived at the booth.

Harmony appeared to recognise one of the group, a huge blond that made Arian aware of every bit of his five feet, 3 inches - seriously the blond looked like he was over a foot taller than him.

There was a red head with the tall blond, although from the smell of alcohol and the way that the other was going on it was obvious that the other was drunk - very drunk.

"Ah nice to meet you Bjorn" he said quietly, trying not to wrinkle his nose at the drunken red-head's antics.

In the end they'd decided by a majority of 2 to 1 on the food. Steve had taken the defeat of his suggestion for coffee in stride moving on to bicker good-naturedly with Chloe over where to go eat.

Marlin had left his two friends at it for a bit, content to soak in the music from the nearby live band playing jazz, but had pointed out a nearby pizza place when they had asked him for his opinion.

They'd ended up having pizza - hey the place had been conveniently across the road from their position and doing a special due to the Eclipse Viewing Party - too tempting to miss out on as Marlin had pointed out to his two friends and besides the music from the band made a nice backdrop.

They'd ended parting after the meal to head back to their various homes, with promises to see each other at the next theatre club meeting.

His Dad had shut up shop by the time Marlin reached back and walked over to the dark green door leading up to the flat.

It had been an enjoyable night out and had made nice change from his usual pattern of evenings.

[Marlin close]

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Liryn had stayed on his branch looking out on the park for a while, but when it appeared that nothing further was going to happen, the little tabby bobtail finally vacated his perch.

As he trotted through the park he passed near a family of three who seemed to be in the process of packing up, realising that he wasn’t the only person who had chosen the park to end up at.

In fact the park wasn’t as quiet as he had thought other voices on the wind. On another night Liryn might have even sought them out and seen if they had a treat or two for a friendly cat. His belly was still full of cake crumbs though and he’d decided on other plans for the rest of the evening.

Like checking on the small collection of interesting things that he had hidden in a hole by the roots of a large tree, small things he’d picked up - a small stone here, a piece of string there, a feather or two and most importantly three small cogs that were just begging him to do something with them.

And there was the search for his senshi, a search that was still on-going. He hadn’t had much luck as yet, but he’d find his senshi eventually – he just needed to search harder.

Check on collection and then continue on the search for his senshi, with plans in place on what to do for the rest of his evening, Liryn trotted off at a jaunty pace.

[Liryn close]

Harmony wrinkled her nose as she smelled the booze coming off of Richard. Who would get drunk at an event like this? In her opinion Bjorn brought him to the booth too late for coffee to do much good but she went and mixed up a little something for the guy anyway: a triple shot espresso with a peppermint twist shot to settle his stomach and some currant to help clear his head. She grabbed a water bottle too, just in case.

"Here."

Working near a college she'd seen all sorts of states of drunkeness and hangovers. Her cures were usually effective, after a time. She did not, however, give him the sugar he was asking for. Maybe if he could manage the tall shot of pure coffee and keep the water down. Then they'd talk sugar.

"It's best if you just drink the coffee like a shot and then nurse the water over time. Drink what you can as you can."

She was speaking more to Bjorn than to Richard who probably wouldn't know much what to make of her instructions with the state he was in. She gave the muscular blond a look as if to ask what he'd gotten himself into. then her eyes traveled to Arian and she gave him a reassuring smile. She had not expected this kind of an interruption.