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Oh what a lovely bunch they had tonight. Smirking at Phenex with a chuckle, he shrugged a bit, "No innocent women no. Picked on a few here and there, of course...Phenex," he had to keep himself from saying 'kid'. Usually he called the younger females 'kitten' most of the time, but he figured that'd be too weird to call a tom that.

"I'm really not that bad of a guy, I was just in a bad mood." History was one thing...but the kid holding a grudge on him was another, and Tempo had nearly forgotten about it. "How is that little kitten, anyway? You two looked close," he chimed, cocking his head and straightening himself out to get a better gander at the two--when the female came hopping up to them.

Glancing up to the female, he blinked and watched her quietly--when she decided to approach him. Oh geez, did women have an inner sense of which man they could get in the most trouble? Luckily he wasn't high on the catnip, just a little second-hand high if nothing else. When the woman leaned in dangerously close Tempo couldn't help but have a sly grin cross his lips, digging through his back pocket--and keeping his eyes to himself, honestly. He closed them and turned his gaze away, pulling out his box of cigarettes. "I dont have the good stuff, miss," he hummed, opening the top of the box to offer some over to the feline, "But it's pretty good even if you smoke often."

Tempo had decided to not say anything about Morph's girlfriend...he didn't know the circumstances, didn't know the girl, didn't know Morph...all he'd been able to do was give the man a sympathetic look. Thankfully the girl had popped in instead to brighten the mood. Or, at least, she'd brightened Tempo's. "Miss," he looked back to her, cocking his head. "I didn't catch your name. I'm SeungHyun--or Tempo. And you are..?"

"Nice to meet you, Alice," he grinned at her playfully, watching her move curiously. Taking a step to the side to allow her to sit, the forest cat glanced down at her, then took another drag of his cigarette. He had a feeling he was going to get himself into trouble...but he'd keep himself under control.

"Hey, Morph, can I have a hit of that?" Needed to calm down, especially with all the interesting scents coming off of the woman. His eyes fixed to the female, catching scents of the catnip, tobacco, and something else...something interesting. He couldn't put his finger on exactly what, however. And it irked him, but it wasn't the woman's fault, so it's not like he could be angry at her.

Chuckling when she admitted to needing help in getting up, he slid down the wall to sit beside her, decently close...but not too close. Just enough to get that scent still, and take in a bit of her body heat as well. "Just an accident, if I'm not mistaken," Tempo glanced up to the other two toms, "And Phenex here has a little crush is all, on a cute little kitten." Of course, he didn't know this for sure...he was just teasing the younger tom, seeing as Phenex was already giving him dirty looks.

Demi brightened at her mentor an nodded enthusiastically. What was everyone doing outside, though? Oh well, she figured, it didn't matter so long as they all came back in to sing their tails off. "Come on, ...You're name's Dhiren, right?" She mewed to the older tom lightly, offering her hand to him, "You heard Mir-sensei, right? I'll help you to our room and then she and I will bring in the others!" Small as she was, the bobtail was ready to support the weight of the older cat; he didn't look that out of it yet.

His face buried in his arms to stop the world from spinning, Dhiren had indeed heard Mirelle's plan. His ears lifted at the high-pitched tone of the little girl's voice, and he lifted his head to glare at her hand. Alice was still out there with those other toms; he was expected to just wait for her to come back when she pleased? "I don't need your help, kid," He growled, pushing himself off the table and getting to his paws again. A sudden surge of blood nearly toppled him over, but he stumbled a step or two and caught himself on the table, sighing in a hiss through clenched teeth. "You two go to the room, I'll go get those who are outside." His bushy tail lashing unsteadily from side to side, the tom made his way to the door and opened it to reveal the two younger toms leaning against the far wall and the oldest of the bunch sitting quite comfortably with his woman. Various smoky scents met his nose, making him wrinkle it in mild disgust. "Oi, they got us a room already..." He growled lowly, sweeping his burning gaze across the two younger males briefly before making his way over to the orange female.

He fell into a crouch next to her, nearly toppling over into her lap in the process, and glared at the lit object hanging from her lips. "What do we have here?" He continued, coolly despite his incredibly unstable condition, "The hell are you doing out here, woman?" With one palm pressed against the ground, he reached over and plucked the cigarette from the female's lips, crushing it against the pavement between them decisively. His gaze slid from her to the dark-haired man seated next to her and his eyes narrowed slightly more in an unspoken threat. "Come on, Alice. You wanted to do this, right?" He held out his hand for her to latch on to.

Demi blinked and watched the orange tom stumble out of the cafe again, then shrugged and grinned at Mirelle. "Well... I guess that takes care of that," She giggled, "Let's go get things set up, Mir-sensei! I wanna pick out my first song and order snacks!" The little bobtail pumped her fist into the air with enthusiasm and danced back over to the Singapura, tugging at her arm a little.

Whatever the Orange tom was thinking of the current situation, or expecting of it, that was not it. From the moment Alice's expression scrunched up, Dhiren's own scowl had faltered. Her light shove obliterated what unsteady balance he had managed to maintain, and he flailed a bit before sprawling out ungracefully onto his tail. His head jerked up to stare at her with an irked, but still rather surprised expression, both ears lifted in attention. After chewing him out, the female stormed back into the building, leaving the somali tomcat silent, seething inside, and a little frightened. His heart thumped hard against his chest and a small breeze ruffled the open collar of his shirt, cooling the thin layer of perspiration that had gathered on his skin. s**t, what the hell was her problem!?

Pushing himself forward until he was leaning over his crossed lap, Dhiren glared at the pavement. "Damn that woman..." He hadn't noticed the young, striped male leaving, but his attention did shift when the dark-haired one spoke up. Probably not the wisest decision of his life. "Shut the hell up, already." He growled impatiently, his eyes sliding up to glare at the other through his long bangs as he sulked, "You don't think I realize that for myself? I may not be feeling exactly right, but I'm not blind either." Dhiren's head felt like it was spinning suddenly, the motion giving him an incredible desire to hurl. Giving in, he flopped back onto his back again, arms splayed out to either side of his body as he stared into the dark black night high above; any stars having been blotted out by the city lights. "I know. You weren't at fault... this time," He grumbled slowly, his eyes sliding shut, "just be sure you don't get any ideas in that head of yours and we won't have a problem."

His stomach knotted itself; he screwed up. Even so, he was still burning with embarrassment and irritation, and no matter how far into the wrong she thought he was, he wasn't going to apologize. What reason did she have for completely loosing it on him like that for the first infraction, anyway? Dhiren growled again and moved an arm over his eyes, "This sucks. I feel like s**t..." He didn't seem to care that the ally filth was getting all over the nice clothes that the Somali woman had dressed him in; something she'd almost surely become displeased about later.

Demi giggled again and padded to the room that had been reserved for them. Throwing open the door revealed a booth with a booth that hugged a corner of the room and a low coffee-like table situated in the middle of that L-shaped bench. Speakers of varying sizes were positioned about the room and a small, short stage of sorts sat at the opposite wall of the room from the door, a couple of mic stands set up and connected to a large karaoke machine. On the table sat a couple of CD Albums packed with tons of songs. Just to the right of the door, a corded phone clung to the wall, useful for ordering snacks or drinks as seen fit. All in all, the room was small, cozy, and perfectly conducive for musical fun.

Oblivious still to what had transpired outside, the bobtail bounded over to the table, hopping onto the edge of the bench and grabbing one of the CD Books to flip through it. "Let's see... A good song..." She murmured, quickly becoming immersed as her bronze eyes scanned over the song titles.

(For anyone unsure how this is set out, This is something like what the room looks like... only, without those extra tables off to the rightish side XD)

Demi smiled up at Morph as he entered. She had a couple fingers locked between pages to mark songs she was considering, but when some time passed and the others still hadn't come in, the Bobtail began getting impatient. Setting her book down, she jumped up from the bench and padded over to the phone at the wall. "I've got a few in mind, but I can't decide! I'm not going first, am I?" She giggled and picked up the phone to dial the front desk. She began by ordering some light cookies and a pizza for their group, as well as some cola. "What about you Morph, are you going to sing? There are a lot of good songs in here!" Turning to return to the table, Demi picked up the book she had been thumbing through and offered it to the striped male.