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Dakota saunter in a bit after, ignoring Mark completely. Because it was Mark.

He made a beeline though for Otto and the pizza, and to hearing the warning or knowing that it was a pizza made by Mark, took a huge slice and bite of it.

With his mouth a bit full, he noted..."better than mres." He swallowed the lump down and took another bite.

Marcus arrived looking tired, annoyed, and cold.
Cass cuddles had ended early- his day was not off to a good start.

However, Desidero was nagging him to go find some other moons and enjoy the 'light of the moon'.
And by that he meant the fact that all the moon hunters present thus far were male and to enjoy the sight of their lovely-

Dis was ignored.

So, a sleepy, somewhat grumpy Marcus made his way over to the gathering.

"............." He stared at them, then at their 'food'. A short rummage in his pocket produced a crumpled energy bar.
"'s not made from life or from moon experiment it's probably safe." He muttered, looking at Dakota, then Ryan, then Wilson, followed by Candace then Otto.

"Maybe." He'd stick to his crumpled energy bar.

Rep had been considering their prospects when Jerry completely derailed his thoughts with his comment. He blinked. Slowly. Once and then again as his brain mulled over the bizarre and insulting implications of what he'd just heard.

"Why the ******** would I hit on you you gommy cun-"

And then he remembered why he would hit on Jerry. Why he had hit on Jerry and the rather graphic things he'd said to Jerry.

I'm no that ******** f*****t any longer. he said gruffly, going bright red in a way only a ginger really could.

It had been some time since Jordan had worn his own coat, long enough that he actually felt a little weird. That would pass, though. He paid as much attention to the explanation Mark supplied as he could manage. So that was why Allan had been persona non grata recently. That was ... worrisome.

Jordan hadn't had nearly enough coffee to be dealing with this. He leaned on the table and attempted to look like he was more conscious than he actually was. When Jerry came in, he got a tired wave of greeting but no actual words.

Kat remained slumped over one of the chairs, lazily watching the show between Mark and Simon play out at this Godforsaken hour. Luckily for her, she had managed to have at least one coffee before arriving for the mission debriefing. That should at least hold her for a little while. Maybe.

Finally, when Mark leaped out of the window, Kat managed a half grin. "I give that dive a two. The landing was a bit off."

Rep wasn't sure if the most awkward part had been actually hitting on Jerry or right this second. Still, he stopped worrying quite as much about what he'd said and done when Jerry brought up the coat, giving him a very tired but earnest smile. "Thanks."

When Jordan arrived, Rep sidled over automatically, in doing so just missing Jerry's shame at the mark.

"Good morning sunshine~"

"I think... I think I got maybe three hours sleep? Ahahaha... b-but a mission-" Jerry paused to yawn, "Is a mission." He was still muddy in places, his coat thick with it, but at least it looked like there were no fresh bloodstains. "But... but how about that! Rep's back in the cool-kid's club again!" Beaming as much as a half-asleep nervous wreck in need of a shave could beam, he gave his friend a congratulatory slap to the back.