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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:01 pm
*Glances Down at the floor.* These shoes don't scuff. At least not that I've noticed.
*Goes back to looking.* Some creep made a comment about spying on Don and I. It was egotistic, sexist and unnerving. He has no right to talk about my personal life as if it's for his amusement. :X
It lowers others so he can make crude comments. stare
I am not going to do anything to things that belong here. sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:04 pm
::raises an eyebrow::
We have a voyeur amongst us? A roving pervert?
Is he cute?
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:12 pm
*Wrinkles her nose in Disgust* No, he is not.
*Looks around* Have you noticed any green cameras?
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:14 pm
There are cameras set up for the dance competition, but other than that I haven't been searching for surveillance, no. I could ask the girls to take a look through the nooks and crannies. They need something to keep them occupied other than skittering around anyways.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:21 pm
That would make me feel better if you did that. 3nodding
I don't really like knowing some perv and watch me anytime he wants for god knows what reason. stare
All I know is that they're green. All of these have normal colors.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:25 pm
::pulls out his flute and starts playing low notes. The six rats run up from their various places and stand in front of the Pied Piper, listening to the tune::
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:29 pm
*When Hartley plays his fluit she looks over as she notices the rats run to him.*
*She blinks, not really realizing he had meant rats and watches.*
*Stopping her search for now.*
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:31 pm
::The rats scamper off in different directions, their noses quivering as they sniff around::
There you go. The girls will check things out tonight and get back to me tomorrow.
::holds up a giant marshmallow::
Marshmallow?
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:35 pm
*Watches as the rats scamper off. A bit amazed at how quickly the moved into action from just a melody being played.*
*Walks over and Nibbles more on the marshmallow she still has in her hand. Remembering it at his mention.*
Have one! *Gives him a smile.*
*Glances where one of the rats ran off to. Places the bat down against the bar.* That was amazing. How do they listen to you with only a small Melody.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:43 pm
It's anti-life, actually. If you don't know what that means, let's just say 'very persuasive hypnosis' and leave it at that.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:45 pm
Ah, alright. *Gives him a smile.* That is a very useful skill.
Thank you, for having them look.
*Nibbles on her Marshmallow.*
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:05 pm
*Morbius enters the Bistro, scowling furiously.*
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:33 pm
*Looks up as Morbius walks in.* Hello. *Gives him a friendly smile.*
*Programs the hot cocoa machine and nibbles on a marshmallow.* Would you like some hot cocoa?
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:36 pm
*Morbius tilts his head. Then inclines it slightly.* Nurse Foster-Kinkaid. I do not know if cocoa would do me any good. I am craving something . . . . else.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:44 pm
eek
*Jumps up and grabs her bat.* It's Dr. Foster. I am going through a divorce and finished my studies.
And if you really want something Else, *eyes the way he looks* I can get something warm for you from another location.
*Puts the bar between them.*
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