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Willow noticed Joachim managed to spin again and get a treat? If those were still available. "Ahh good spin." Her tail flickered, the crowd was larger than normal but at the time she was having fun so it was all tolerable.

She seemd to ponder, "You know I saw a Scario Kart booth open..." looking at the small group. "Does anyone know if that's any fun?" Her tail flickered out of curiosity. Pausing when she heard Host Club come from Jericho... "What's a Host club...?"

Yaus seemed almost excited at the boxes Willow held but at the same time wary of them looking back to the poptart cats that were racing around.

Cat continued to grin steadily, however seemed to press closer to Aislin. My it certainly was crowded here, wasn't it? Don't stutter...

"I believe you answered one of my riddles," He said lightly, the points of light that were his eyes flickering as he blinked, taking a moment to adjust to the odd sensation of Riley's voice welling up directly in the middle of his brain. "Correctly, if I'm not mistaken."

Joachim rose a brow at the mention of a host club, in his mind it seemed like a terrible idea especially if it was anyone like Ash. He was pretty sure that if he went his face was sure to be a permanent stain of red, but maybe they would all be males and feel no need to even talk to him.

"Eeerrrr maybe the Scario Kart booth would be better to go to first?" he replied not wanting to sound too eager about it or about going to any other one for that matter.

Riley looked visibly relieved once Jericho had dropped the idea of looking at Mandy's booth - only to freeze up once more once she was called out on being a host.

She didn't even know what that meant, but it didn't sound good.

Ah, it's just a deal I made with Aksaja. I joined his club, he joined mine.. why, what is it that hosts do, anyway? Should we go visit his booth after all?

Cat drew her gaze once more, but her eyes fogged as she flipped through all of the Groanspring questions ever asked to her. Ever. Seconds later, she made a slight movement with her hand, and her eyes sharpened fiercely. Ah, I remember now! Riddles, you enjoy them I presume? I am not quite a fan, however I have an extensive background of knowledge at my perusal that allows me to work out both mathematical and word related problems with ease. She tapped her temple softly. But please, feel free to try me on Groanspring anytime you like. I welcome a good challenge.

She flickered her gaze to the side, catching Malodore just barely miss yet another game. It made her brow furrow in sadness - how had she stolen all the luck from her loved ones today? She wanted it to win more often, and it was clear in her eyes.

Catching the wiggling fingers, Jericho raised a hand and waved a greeting back to the banshee before looking at Riley. To be honest, he didn't know the full details of what a host did.

"Aah I see. Yeah he mentioned something like that. I don't.. know everything a host does but from what I know they basically just kinda... serve people of the opposite gender to provide company or something like that for a short time," he said while scratching his head, "Well if you really want to, we could swing by I guess?"

Glancing over at Mal, the dragon grinned as the doctor managed to flip its table pretty damn well.

"Nice one Mal!"

Desu-chan, you're not hiding puppies in those teacups, are you?

He couldn't help a small chuckle. Ash, seeming to have sensed his overwhelming shyness, had gone quiet and proceeded to simply comfort him, which helped quite a bit.

"I do indeed enjoy riddles," He crooned happily, perking slightly as she invited the challenge. "You seem very confident; might it have anything to do with your species? I have never seen or read about anyone like you." He thoughoughly read every question answered by every person he followed, and had already gathered that the purple ghoul was exceptionally agile with her mind; however he had never figured out just how, or why.

Not a stalker at all.

Now that some confidence had returned, Cat twisted slightly in the banshee's arms to check the nearest game to him. Oh, teacups? How cute!

With a quick flick, Cat shot the sugar at the cubes, landing it with a nice 'plop' in one of the cups. Ooh, piece of cand- wait, what was that? Someone asked him a question about his riddle?

"I'm afraid giving away the answer ruins the fun, dear," He chortled at Willow good-naturedly.

Form a contract with me and magically win this race! OwO

Ah yes, the cats! He smiled fondly down at them, actually wanting to pet one this time, but hesitated, remembering the young ghoul's warning about them being sticky.

Oh yeah, and there was that one with the teeth.

Marosa glanced at the one that hit the walls, wondering if he'd bet on her this time again. He picked up the dice, and rolled for his luck.

He went for the one with the eyepatch this time, and almost laughed out loud as his last choice -- the one that ran into walls -- rammed into the pirate kitty quite a few times, making him wobble a little bit. He caught up, however, and ended up in first place, which surprised Marosa, making him grin. "Wow, good job! I'm actually kind of proud." Oh, how he wished he could take one home.

He'd get that poptart off, of course.

Malodore jumped - first at the squeal (....... what) and then at the attack from behind. It relaxed a bit when it realized its assailant was Riley...

... squealing? ...

"Grazie," it replied, trying to turn its head enough to look at her. Was she quite all right?

At her next comment, Malodore... well, it blushed under the bandages, but nobody would know about that. "Ah. Buon giorno?" it said, waving its fingers awkwardly at the others.