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"Deets?" he just stared at her, carefully wiping his coat sleeve clean with a handkerchief. He'd decided to just carry these around with him at all times he anticipated being near Ascreama, and it seemed to be working well enough.

"Is kissing supposed to be awkward then?" We they not supposed to watch the boovie? You could snuggle and kiss anywhere, why pay money to see a film unless you intended to watch it?
Her sarcasm was lost on him.

"She likes.. dancing movies?" He hadn't really considered before what Meme might be interested in, beyond Balloons, confetti, hats and crazy colours. He really didn't know much about the ghoul. He gulped a little.

"I don't... want to get this wrong." He admitted, suddenly anxious.

He had no idea what she was doing, her expression and words simply didn't tie together and that was baffling him more than anything.
He shook his head.

"We'll be late..." he indicated the book store. "And.. I don't think much happened. We danced.. sort of... and people didn't end up hospitalised! Which is good."

He lead the way inside, greeting the assembled.

"You really don't think I can mess up that badly? I don't know, I seem to be very good at it." Perhaps if things went wrong Meme could be placated with muffins as well, that seemed to work... somehow.

"Many thanks Draconia." He called back, and politely shook the hand of the multi limbed spider ghoul.

"We have notebooks tonight?" He indicated the small stash Ghoulia had unpacked.

Hellene burst furiously through the door of the Looking Glass, sending the little bell above the door bouncing. Dragging behind her was a swollen bag, packed with moanga. It momentarily got stuck on the door frame and jerked her backwards. She yanked on it savagely a few times before it finally flew indoors, spilling books everywhere.

"Χο καμαράδος ζου έχε χαμπαρλεμένω μπούτ," she muttered, swearing to herself, the bag and the comics in Harpish as she collected everything together again.

Hoisting it over her shoulder, she stomped back to the nook and threw the satchel on a bean bag chair, where it sank deep with a groan.

With a huff, Hellene stalked back to the kitchenette for tea and as many cookies as she could handle.

Ascreama clapped excitedly, "Seecretts!" She beamed up at Ronan. "I can't wait for the others to arrive." Ghoulia groaned in approval and the blob thanked Draconia for the tea. She loved the atmosphere and fun of the comic club, it was great to spend time with those who shared her passion for comics and mangoo.

At that moment Hellene arrived, struggling with a huge bag at the door. She promptly collected the contents and dropped them at the nook. The harpy looked rather grumpy as she frowned and swore under her breath and she barged into the kitchenette.

The blob girl gave a small nod to her selkie friend and said in a hushed tone, "Yes Ronan, well done. When monsters are angry, the next step is to establish we establish is whether we help cheer them up, fix the problem or leave them alone."

Ascreama offered the grumpy harpy a small pack of jam tarts from her satchel. "Are you okay?" Foodhad always helped cheer herself up and she loved to spread the joy of sweet pastries and snacks!

Cassandra walked in slowly. She then went to run out having second thoughts when Drakie caught her.

"Cassandra! You made it!" Draconia smiled at the diminutive doll before she could retreat out the door. "Oh, do have a seat and some tea. Er....not on the beanbag chair, though."

Draconia could see that Cassandra's glass eyes were showing a bit of fangxiety, so to tide her over, she took her by the claw and led her in.

"Cassandra!" Roswell beamed and moved his chair closer to where she was seated,

"Look! Cookies!" He offered her some of his to share.

"I missed you! And I'm glad you are here."