[Date: August 18, 2020.  Time: 2000 GMT]
[Red and Ben managed to organize a group to go out to eat, from those training 
in SAB's conventional and unconventional.]
[He also left a note back at HQ of where to go.]
[The restaurant is a bar and grill.  It's mostly deserted, as the evening is 
wearing on and the supper crowd has left while the late night one has yet to 
arrive, but a few stragglers remain.  The decoration is trying a bit too hard to 
look folksy, with a cutesy Western theme.]
[The waiters, dressed in bad cowboy outfits, meander amidst the tables]
[There are a few couples, the odd loner, and one party of a half dozen college 
students sitting at various tables.]
[The bar is occupied by a couple of depressed looking middle aged men and a cute 
woman in her early twenties.]
<Ben> (I can just keep doing this...  But that should be enough.)
* Ben walks into the restaurant and looks around, trying to spot any SAB 
personnel.
* Ben doesn't see anyone he recognizes, so he goes and grabs a table for himself.  
He waves for a waitress to come over, but she signals back that she needs a 
second first.
* Miles walks in. His tails aren't showing (big surprise) and he waves at Ben 
while he goes to the table. "Hi!" ^_^
* Ben, as always, is a white male American in his late 30s.  He has greying 
black hair and a weather-beaten face.  He is dressed in a grey suit and tie.  I 
think everyone knew that already, but until something happens...
<Ben> 'Ah.  Hey Miles.  How're things?'
* Miles is, today, wearing a green T-shirt and green pants. Very green. "Kinda 
okay. You?"
<Kirby> ( I was hoping he'd be in his 20s this time ;_; )
<Kirby> ( And Hispanic )
<Ben> (Kirby:  Heh.  No, variation like that, only Saldin can manage.)
<Ardweden> (Hispanic heart throb!)
<Kirby> ( And in a Hawaiian shirt )
<Ardweden> (With a lei?)
<Kirby> ( Yes! XD )
<Ben> (Hawaiian Ben will await another day.)
<Ardweden> (Schwee! XD)
<Kirby> ( And all he can say is "Amigos!" "Samb!" and "Fiesta!" )
<Ben> 'Can't complain.'
<Red> ( Hey, Brett. You gonna get in char. ^_~ )
<Kirby> ( Samba. Samb is fun too, though )
<Kirby> ( But this is more fun ;_; )
<Ben> 'Last I saw you, you just vanished at that synagogue.  Couldn't take the 
surrounding any longer?'
* Miles looks about and shudders. "Ann-..."
<Ben> 'Oh?'  Ben smiles slightly at his pseudo-pun.
* Tim walks in the door, how'd he get here? Magic? Nifty motorbike? Or perhaps 
that taxi screeching away from the curb had something to do with it. He glances 
at a scrap of paper in his hand and looks around for any familiar faces.
<Ben> (He got there by tapping his heels together three times and saying, 
'there's no place like an SAB social.')
<Ben> *Ben spots Tim and waves.
<Kirby> ( Tim sees the last 4 Presidents of the United States. And the Queen of 
England, while we're at it. )
<Katherine> (It's just not a day without a Tim to torture.)
* Tim shakes his head and then waves back to Ben before walking over, "With the 
way that guy was driving I should have known I'd be one of the first people 
here."
* Miles waves at Tim and smiles. He seems kinda reserved right now, though.
* Ben tries again to signal a waitress.
* Tim takes a seat across from the fox, "I'm tempted to just take some of the 
money I'm getting and get my own car, but that means I'd be up against all the 
other crazy drivers around here."
<Naiya> ( ... the only crazy drivers are PCs. )
<Tim> (Yes.)
<Miles> I don't drive.  It's much easier to fly.
<Katherine> (I'm not a crazy driver!  Jason, on the other hand.)
<Miles> And...  *quietly* I don't have a licence.
<Ben> 'Yeah.  I imagine if you tell the DMV your age, Miles, they wouldn't 
believe it.'
<Tim> You forget who we work for. There's probably dozens of people around here 
who can get you one, perfectly legit too.
* Miles puts his hand behind his head and smiles openly. "Eheh..."
<Miles> Anno, I dunno how to drive though.
* Ben looks up as a waitress finally walks over.  She's in her late 40s and 
looks tired.  <waitress>  What can I get you gentlemen?
<Tim> ...Ah..now that's going to take a bit of doing then.
* Red comes walking in, dressed in a classy-looking business suit of all red, 
and bringing Katheine along with her. They're talking about something and Red, 
at least, is laughing.
* Miles looks over brightly as Red enters. He waves at Red and Katie. ^_^
* Tim looks over the list of drinks...cheep american beer, cheap light american 
beer, just bad american beer...he orders a soda.
* Red waves back cheerfully and walks on over!
<Ben> (Why would a British bar and grill have only American beer?)
<Tim> (It's a theme!)
<Tim> (That and he didn't bother to turn it over and look on the back where they 
keep the real drinks)
<Red> ( I say Ben must've picked this place. Red would be amused by it, but not 
enough to drag lots of innocent people there. )
* Katherine walks alongside Red, and while she isn't laughing, she is smiling. 
"This place doesn't remind me of home at *all*." She's also dressed relatively 
formally, in a dark, knee-length skirt, beige short-sleeved blouse with some 
sort of floral pattern, and flats. Her hair's in a french braid, and she's 
carrying a small purse.
<Kirby> ( If this were MC, you could order Corke or Dr. Pepsi or Cap'N'Crunch )
* Katherine spots the others and nods to them, still smiling.
<Ben> (Hey, I had to do flavour text when three other people passed.  And I 
don't like generic environs.)
<Katherine> I didn't know we were coming to meet the others, Red.
* Tim blinks at the familar voice and looks over slowly, "...Urk."
<Kirby> ( I said I'd do it ;_; )
<Red> ( *snickers* )
* Katherine looks directly at Tim and turns the smile into a grin.
* Miles looks over at the Waitress and orders some fruit juice. Barring that, 
Orange Soda. Barring that, carbonated sugar water.
<Red> Hullo!, Ben, Tim, Miles. 
<Miles> Hi Red!  ^_^
<Ben> 'Red.  Met Tim and Miles?'
* Red ruffles Miles' hair. "Indeed I have, although Miles moreso. Tim, how are 
you?"
* Tim pales and fails badly to force a convincing grin, "I've...been better."
* Tim hasn't taken his eyes off of Katherine since he noticed her.
<Katherine> Really, Timmy.  You always look so miserable.
* Katherine has a seat next to him. Yeah, she's out to torture him today.
* Miles bats Red's hand away and grins. He looks between Kathrine and Tim and 
stage-whispers to Red. "Do they not like eachother or something?"
* Marguerite walks in, satchel over her shoulder and in a desert camo jumpsuit 
today. She's got her sunglasses on and she's smoking, prly to the strains of the 
maitre'd telling her she can't.
* Tim closes his eyes and resists the urge to beat his head into the table.
* Red raises an eyebrow and looks from Tim to Katherine. "Oh? ...I see you've 
met already."
<Ben> (Maggie can smoke.  Ben picked this place, apparently, so it's got a 
smoking section for sure.)
* Tim opens his eyes again, "...You could say that."
<Marguerite> (Yay!)
* Katherine nods and says, pleasantly, "He's my nephew. Of sorts."
* Marguerite espies the group and walks over.
<Ben> 'Mad Dog.  Met everyone?'
* Tim nods once.
* Miles waves at Maggie. "Hi... You don't look like a mad dog." He looks kinda 
confused.
* Red nods, says "Ah ha" and lets that rest for now. "Marguerite, good to see 
you! Please, come sit."
[The waitress appears a bit taken aback by the rapidly swelling group of people.]
* Marguerite looks pointedly at Tim. "Haven't met this one."
* Ben orders a Diet Coke.
* Tim stands to introduce himself, "Tim Shimiru, it's nice to meet you."
* Red orders Dr. Pepper, because she CAN.
* Marguerite extends her hand. "Mad Dog." She orders a scotch on the rocks, the 
best the house has.
* Ben turns back to Maggie, and asks, 'So, how'd your group make out after I 
left?'
* Tim shakes it.
* Katherine orders orange soda. It's probably player influenced.
[The waitress is still waiting for orders.]
* Miles flips through the menu. What kind of food is there here? And what's, 
well... light?
[The menu features ribs, steaks, burgers, that sort of thing.]
* Marguerite sits down and looks to Ben. "It was like a fucking bus station. 
People popping up out of nowhere, just to chat for a while. Then the snipers 
showed up." She indicates a nice long bandage under her left eye.
* Red orders a burger with bacon and mushrooms.
<Ben> (<Red> Someone invited snipers and left me out? I'm hurt, I tell you. 
Wounded to the core. )
* Tim takes his seat again and wishes he was somewhere else.
<Marguerite> Worse thing was, I knew the bastards.
* Miles looks like he's having trouble deciding something.
<Marguerite> Course, I didn't find that out till two of them were barbeque.
<Ben> 'You did?  Who were they?'
<Marguerite> Some old boys from the EU supernatural org. They said it might be 
possession.
* Tim pulls out a menue reads it over.
* Katherine looks it over, then orders a cheeseburger with onions and fries.
* Marguerite orders three things of ribs.
<Ben> 'Oh, we're ordering food too?  Thought this was just drinks.'  Ben turns 
to the waitress.  'Steak.  Rare.'
<Katherine> Possession?  Messy.
<Red> Well, that's an unusual reunion. 
* Tim finaly decides on a small steak, medium rare and a side of chips.
*** Kirby is now known as Yvonne
<Marguerite> Dunno. We got one alive, so I suppose we'll find out eventually.
<Red> Hopefully he'll remember something useful. 
* Miles ends up getting a burger, medium rare, no sauce, with some fries on the 
side.
<Waitress>  That everyone?
<Ben> (SAB folks aren't afraid of red meat.)
* Yvonne comes in and makes her way over "Wait! Wait! Me too!"
<Miles> Anno, that's kinda weird.  What kind of possession?
* Tim looks around the table...well half of it anyway, "Looks that wa...or not."
* Ben looks at Yvonne.  'Uh...  And you are?'
<Marguerite> If I knew that I would have either gotten all of them alive or all 
of them dead.
* Katherine looks in Yvonne's direction. She raises an eyebrow.
* Marguerite eyes Yvonne.
* Yvonne is a very noticable young woman. She's drop dead gorgeous, with albino 
traits, and weird blue-on-black eyes. Her pinkish-white hair is short, but her 
bangs are long, falling over one eye. She's wearing a red leather jacket, short 
red-leather shorts, and knee-high red leather boots. Sense a trend?
<Ben> (She's looted Red's closet!)
<Katherine> (She and Red could share fashion tips!)
* Miles blinks at Yvonne and waves, smiling. "Hi! Anno, who are you?"
<Red> ( She has! The bitch! I'll kill her for breaking into my place! )
* Yvonne also has approximately seven piercings in her left ear. She's average 
height, shapely and well endowed.
<Ben> (And when Red says that, she really really will.  The women at this table 
all scare me.  That's player-me, not Ben.)
<Miles> (I'm good with nulling it.  ^^;)
<Katherine> (<Yvonne> Red!  I've been looking all over for you!  We've been 
seperated at birth, and... and... I've always wanted a sister! *bawls*)
* Ben grins at Red.  'You're a trendsetter.'
* Miles looks between Yvonne and Red, then back again.
<Yvonne> ( Nah, I'm probably a lot more gorgeous :P )
<Ben> (Depends.  Red bought a few lvls of Appearance too, I'd wager.
* Tim looks at the hawt girl and then looks some more...and then remember who's 
sitting next to him, and quickly looks away.
<Red> It would seem so.
<Katherine> (Let's not get into prettiness wars. ;P)
<Yvonne> ( But my character is based on that ;_; )
<Tim> (* Satoshi loses!)
<Ben> (What, Katherine want in?  How many Lvls you got, Ard?)
* Katherine smiles faintly when Tim does that and starts playing with her fork.
<Red> ( What, that's all she's got? Sounds like a very deep and interesting 
character. )
* Marguerite leans back and rubs the bandage under her eye.
* Yvonne slides into a spare seat and smiles.
<Yvonne> ( You're jealous 'cause I'm cuter than you :P )
* Ben smiles at Yvonne.  It's not a warm smile.  'You still haven't told us who 
you are, and this is a private party.'
<Yvonne> I'm Yvonne! I saw the note, so I came on down!
* Yvonne waves to Ben, even though he's probably just across the table from her.
<Red> ( Sure, that's it. )
* Red shrugs and gets the waitresses' attention.
* Ben glances over at Maggie.  'Why does this seem familiar?'
<Yvonne> ( It's different from being yet another sharpshooter. )
<Marguerite> Cause you both blundered into places and didn't bother to explain 
why?
<Ben> 'Fair enough.'
* Marguerite waits, fidgeting, for her scotch.
* Ben sighes theatrically.  'Got any proof you're supposed to bere, miss?'
<Red> Ah. Nice to meet you, Yvonne.
* Yvonne blinks. Blink. "Proof? Uh... I walked?"
* Miles giggles. "That's not proof!"
<Red> Yes. The conversation would be ever so awkward if we had to avoid 
everything classified because someone here doesn't work at the same company.
<Yvonne> Oh that. I told you, I saw the note!
* Tim nods and then mutters something in Japanese.
* Red smiles warmly. "And we're to assume you weren't breaking and entering."
* Yvonne nods. "Uh huh!"
<Red> And we're to believe you because of...?
<Yvonne> Ummmm....
* Tim looks up, "What room was the note in?"
* Yvonne thinks about that. "Well, they gave me this funny plastic thing when I 
joined." She produces an ID card from her pocket. Her picture looks distracted 
and she's giggling.
* Ben raises an eyebrow.  'You've never seen an ID card before?'
* Miles looks curiously at Yvonne.
* Red looks at the card, determining that it's authentic and that Yvonne is an 
airhead. "This works. Welcome to the table, Yvonne."
* Tim blinks at Yvonne.
* Yvonne chuckles and rubs the back of her head. "Nope!"
* Ben relaxes.
* Yvonne smiles at Red. "Thanks!"
* Marguerite looks around as she lights another cig. She has totally ignored the 
conversation. "Where the fuck is my drink?"
* Miles looks back to the rest of the table. "So what's everyone been up to?" He 
doesn't seem to mind at all that his food and drink aren't here yet. ^_^
[As if cued, the waitress returns bearing a tray laden with drinks and food.]
<Tim> Probably right next to all the rest of our drinks...on that try.
[The waitress doles out everyone's orders.  Except she gives Red and Katherine 
each other's burgers.]
* Marguerite belts down the scotch in one go, and drops the glass back on the 
tray. "Three more of those."
* Red checks her burger, and slides it to Katherine. "This is yours, dear."
* Katherine looks at Yvonne again, kind of, and nods with a smile. "Well, then. 
Hello, Yvonne. I'm Katherine. I've been kidnapped."
<Katherine> It is?  Silly me, I must have ordered the wrong one.
* Katherine switches.
* Tim ...stares at Katherine.
<Yvonne> You have?
* Ben looks at Katherine.
<Ben> 'Say what?'
<Yvonne> By who?
* Katherine grins. "Yes. I have." She tilts her head to Red.
* Miles sips his drink and smiles.
<Miles> Red's been baaaaad.
* Tim ever so slowly facepalms.
* Marguerite digs into her ribs. "Mmm, that's not bad for British BBQ."
* Red nods. "I'm afraid I have, although I prefer to think of it as 'liberated', 
rather than 'kidnapped'."
[The waitress hurries back with another bunch of drinks for Maggie.  Something 
about the tone of the order has prompted good service.]
* Katherine munches on one of her fries and grabs the ketchup. "Mmm hmm. Sure."
* Tim reaches for his knife and fork and starts to carve his steak into bite 
sized portions.
* Ben turns to Tim and asks quietly, 'Want to switch seats, kid?'
* Red grins. "Oh, and I suppose you were enjoying yourself back there?"
* Red takes a bit of burger. :9
* Ben, still to Tim, continues, 'You seem a bit edgy where you are.'
* Tim looks at Ben, "it wouldn't help."
* Marguerite drips some scotch over the massive pile of ribs, and starts sipping 
another.


* Tim puts a forkful in his mouth and chews thoughtfully for a second.
* Miles smiles and eats his burger like, well, fish. He's humming a tune that 
none of you've ever heard before, because I'm too lazy to figure out a song.
* Katherine has a bite of her own burger (the one she ordered!) chews, swallows, 
and nods. "I was. How dare you do something like that. And guiding me to such a 
nice car, too. For shame."
<Red> Ah, I accept it, then! I am a criminal. Whatever will I do?
* Miles grins. "Red's car is really cool. I mean, it's a really cool color of 
red."
<Katherine> Turn yourself in, of course.
* Katherine dips her fry in ketchup and chews, thoughtfully.
<Ben> (Katherine and Red are so flirting.  :P )
<Naiya> ( They're so cute together. )
<Miles> Maybe she'd get off on good behavior?  ^_^
<Marguerite> She could run to Mexico. *gnaw*
* Tim swallows and reaches for the steak sauce and pours a generous amount over 
his steak.
<Tim> Not far enough...The moon might be good.
* Ben cuts a small piece of steak and eats it.
<Miles> Mex-i-co?
* Red laughs. "Mexico! Why didn't I think of that?"
* Miles blinks. "What's a Mexico?"
<Tim> Little country under the United States...and it's not far enough away.
<Miles> Why is that?
* Marguerite looks up from her demolished ribs. "Is there somethin' in the air 
tonight, or did everyone suffer multiple concussions?"
* Tim looks at Miles, and then Katherine, and then back at Miles, "Because I'm 
here, and she's here, and it's a lot farther between Japan and England than it 
is between England and Mexico."
* Red blinks at Margie. "Eh?"
* Marguerite looks back to Red. "Is everyone fuckin' stupid tonight or is it 
just me? How the hell do you not know where Mexico is?"
* Ben looks at Miles.  'You really never heard of Mexico?'  He pronounces it Me-
hi-co.
* Katherine laughs a little. "Or what a Mexico is."
* Yvonne runs off suddenly for some reason.
<Miles> No?  Should I have?
* Red sighs. "I'm not sure, Marguerite. Maybe you could not have recieved a 
standard education?"
<Tim> (and Yvonne's invisible phone rings and she runs off?)
<Katherine> (Yup!)

* Ben watches as Yvonne abruptly runs off.  'Well, that was weird.  But that's 
par for the course.'
<Red> Easy come, easy go?
<Marguerite> It's Mexico, tacos live there, they got maps on the menus sometimes.
<Miles> Uh, a standard education is just learning what your parents did, right?
<Red> Not anymore, Miles. 
* Tim shakes his head and stabs some more steak with his fork, "What isn't weird 
around here?"
<Miles> Anno, what is then?
* Red counts off on her fingers. "Geography, Mathematics, Language, History... 
feel free to chime in, fellows."
<Ben> 'English literature, gym.'
* Tim eyes Ben, "Only if you're going to school somewhere where they speak 
English."
* Ben shrugs.  'Right.'
* Tim realizes his Aunt has gone strangely quite and looks over to make sure 
she's not planning something.
<Ben> (That was Tim's mistake.  He should have just hit the deck first thing.  
That pause was all the opportunity she needed.)
* Katherine happens to be eating something. She glances at Tim, then comments, 
"Art, music, various foreign languages, biology, chemistry, and physics."
* Ben cuts himself another very small piece of steak and eats it.
* Red claps her hands. "That's what I forgot; arts and sciences."
* Tim nods and dips some of his fries in to the steak sauce before munching on 
them.
* Miles counts on his fingers. "I know a lot of that stuff. But they don't teach 
you how to hunt? Or how to carve wood?"
<Ben> 'Shop class.'
<Miles> Business?
<Ben> 'Shop class teaches you how to carve wood.  Sometimes.'
<Marguerite> Or fingers.
<Marguerite> As the case may be.
<Miles> Ewww, carving fingers.
* Miles makes a face at that.
* Tim shrugs.
* Ben glances down at his fingers.
<Ben> 'Yeah, losing a finger sucks.'
<Red> I would assume so. 
<Miles> It hurts more when you lose an arm...
* Red blinks at Miles. "How would you know?"
<Ben> 'Really?  I've never actually lost an entire limb.  Don't think I can.'
* Tim blinks and starts to look at Ben when Mile's comment draws his attention, 
"You wha?"
* Miles smiles sheepishly. "Uh, I mean..."
* Ben has all ten fingers (including thumbs) at the moment, incidentally.
<Miles> That's what I've heard, anyways.  ^_^;
<Tim> ...Yeah.
* Miles isn't doing a very good job of sounding convincing.
* Ben looks over at Miles, and says softly, 'And here I didn't think anyone 
here'd gone through the things I have...'
* Katherine idly chews on her burger. "This is an entertaining topic."
* Tim looks down at his steak...and finds his appetite has shrunk.
* Red snickers.
* Marguerite polishes off the last of her ribs and sets to gnawing on the bones. 
She eyes Tim's food. "You gonna eat that?"
* Miles eats some more of his burger, just like he was slicing fish.
* Ben cuts another miniscule piece of steak, and picks it up with his fork.  It 
drips bloody juices down onto the plate.  He pops it into his mouth.
* Tim looks up at Marguerite, "...I was planning on get around to it, but if you 
want it..."
* Katherine shakes her head, slightly.
* Red cuts off the untouched half of her burger. "Here, Mad Dog, you can have 
this. I hope you like mushrooms?"
* Marguerite graciously takes the burger. "Yeah. Love 'em. Thanks!"
* Marguerite digs in. All her scotch was gone long ago.
* Tim shrugs and takes another bite.
<Katherine> I don't think I've ever seen anyone eat so much before.  No offense 
intended, Marguerite.
* Miles stops eating his burger and pushes it over to Maggie. "I've lost my 
appetite..." ^_^;
<Red> ( You owe me your life, now, Tim! ^_~ )
* Marguerite polishes off the burger half, then digs into Miles'. "I just spent 
a pleasant couple of hours getting shot at, and then I've been working out all 
day. I'm fucking starving."
<Tim> (You'll have to wait in line ;P)
<Ben> (Nah.  Red brought Katherine to this party.  Tim'll never trust her.)
* Miles distractedly says. "Was that how your side went?"
* Katherine mmms. She must not have lost her appetite, since she's making steady 
progress of her meal.
<Marguerite> Pretty much, yeah.
<Ben> 'Ours involved tentacle demons,' Ben says absently.
<Marguerite> Heavy fire, snipers, fire elementals, angels...
* Miles smiles a little. "They were really doofy."
* Tim pinches the bridge of his nose as thoughts he didn't need pass through his 
head.
<Red> ( Red didn't know any better! ;_; )
<Marguerite> Tentacle demons, huh?
* Miles nods. "Lotsa them."
<Red> Yes. Or possibly just one with lots of tentacles. 
<Miles> Well, just one really big one with lotsa tentacles.
<Ben> 'Well, lots of tentacles.  Just the one tentacle demon.'
<Red> Pretty sick stuff, either way.
<Marguerite> Sounds pleasant.
* Marguerite signals for more scotch ... might as well bring the bottle.
<Ben> 'Eh, I've met uglier tentacle demons.'
<Katherine> You spend time with tentacle demons often?
* Tim shakes his head and puts down his fork.
<Ben> 'When the job requires it.'
* Red raises an eyebrow and grins. "Oh, have you now?"
<Miles> Tentacle demons are confusing.  I don't get them.
[The waitress hurries back.]  'How's the good, everyone?'
<Red> The good is food, madam. 
* Katherine chuckles.
* Miles snickers. "Quite foodish."
[The waitress blushes.]  'Er...'
<Tim> ...Yes...I think I'm going to need a box...
<waitress>  Sorry.  I meant, how is the food?  And can I get anyone anything.
<Red> Now now, don't be embarrassed. Only human, arencha'? And I'll take more Dr 
Pepper. 
* Miles sips on his apple juice. ^_^
<Red> ( Editor's note: Note the deliberate lack of punctuation on 'Dr'. )
* Ben is still working on his first steak, which is only about a third eaten.   
He shakes his head.
<Marguerite> Two bottles of scotch. One for here and one for the road.
<Marguerite> ... and a milkshake.
* Ben snickers.
<Red> You’re kidding, Maggie. 
<waitress>  'What flavour milkshake?  Chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry?'
<Marguerite> What, I can't want a milkshake?
<Marguerite> Vanilla.
<Red> ...not about the milkshake, tho. That sounds good. I'll take a chocolate. 
* Miles blinks and shrugs.
* Tim takes a small sip of his soda and looks at his dinner.
* Red smirks. "Remind me to bring you along next time I have to deal with 
someone who likes drinking contests."
* Marguerite grins. "I've never met a man I couldn't drink under the table, and 
only one woman. And she had a beard."
<Ben> (Who was Red talking to just then?)
<Tim> (Maggy)
* Ben looks over at Maggie's row of empty glasses.  'I can believe it.'
* Red laughs.
<Red> And you're alright driving, now?
[Waitress picks up the empty plates and glasses and leaves]
<Marguerite> Now? Sure. Not after another bottle.
<Tim> ...You ordered two.
<Marguerite> Yup. I also didn't drive.
<Tim> ...Point.
* Red grins. "Ah ha."
* Miles snickers.
<Red> ( Maggie's theme comes on Winamp. Is she gonna shoot something? I hope 
not. )
* Katherine laughs. "How about walk into oncoming traffic?"
<Marguerite> Alcohol runs in the family, truth. And I've spent most of my life 
appreciatin' the stuff.
<Miles> It makes me feel funny.
<Marguerite> Hell, you better hope the car misses. I'll shatter the frame with 
my shoulder.
<Red> It makes everyone feel funny, Miles; some like it. 
* Ben's head snaps over to look at Maggie.
* Tim nods at Miles, "It's the funny in the morning after part that I don't 
like."


<Ben> 'You invulnerable, Mad Dog?'
<Red> Eh? Oh. 
* Red laughs.
<Katherine> Better watch it.  I think Ben takes 'invulnerable' literally.
<Red> Oh, he does. Because he is. 
<Marguerite> I'm about as invulnerable as alcohol makes me.
<Red> Ben has a terrible habit of hugging live grenades. 
<Ben> 'They're the only ones who return my affection.'
* Tim just shakes his head.
<Red> They have a funny way of showing it. 
<Ben> 'They only hurt me on the outside.'
<Miles> Fireballs are so much better.  They don't leave your clothing a mess for 
one.
<Ben> 'Depends if you're in the fireball or not.'
<Miles> Anno, I guess so.
(* Kirby shows back up again. "Hello!")
* Yvonne shows back up again. "Hello!"
<Red> ( Aigh! It's Kirby! Run for your lives! ;_; )
* Katherine doesn't even blink as she finishes off her fries. "What was so 
pressing?"
<Katherine> (It's gonna EET US! ;_;)
<Red> Ah! The impostor! 
<Tim> (* dropps the table on it)
<Red> ( EET! ;_; )
<Ben> (Who eats more?  Kirby or Maggie?)
<Tim> (Kirby)
<Red> ( Kirby. Maggie just drinks more. )
<Miles> (Did she litereally vanish and reappear Brett?)
* Ben takes another tiny piece of steak.  He's about halfway done now.
<Yvonne> ( I don't think so @_@ )
<Yvonne> ( She can't teleport, so... )
<Ben> (Yvonne ran off, was what we all reacted to)
<Red> ( Not being able to teleport makes it tricky to do. )
<Miles> (Hehe.  ^^;)
<Ben> (Invisibility is also damn common inSAB)
<Tim> (It was not a ninja that did it.)
* Red gets a serious look on her face. "I'm sorry, Yvonne, but I'm afraid we're 
going to have to take you in for questioning."
<Miles> (Actually...  I think 3 characters can go invisible, right?)
* Tim looks up, "Welcome back....I think."
<Yvonne> Okay! 
<Katherine> (That's pretty common.)
<Miles> (Miles, Kurt, and Marcus.  Unless there's someone I missed.)
* Ben tilts his head and looks at Red, trying to decide if she's serious.
* Yvonne retakes her seat.
<Yvonne> It was a wrong number.
<Miles> (Well, in a cast of 25, it's not *that* common.  Not as common as, say, 
gun bunnies.)
<Yvonne> ( Yet we have no swordsmen @_@ )
<Miles> (Probably because using a sword in this setting is pretty pointless?)
* Red eyes Yvonne, her piercing glare boring into her. "So...." And then she 
relaxes completely and is once more congenial. "Where're yer from, girl?"
* Katherine keeps a straight face. "That would be pressing, yes." She munches on 
her burger, pulling a pencil from her purse and grabbing a paper napkin, and 
idly starts doodling.
<Red> ( No swordsmen? This will not do. )
<Tim> (Can't make any more chars)
* Yvonne points at the door. "I came from there."
<Ben> (Can direct skill points, though.)
<Red> ( Aww. ;_; )
<Miles> (*considers giving Miles a sword.  *snicker*)
* Yvonne smiles at Red. "Y'know, you're pretty cute! Wanna go on a date later?"
<Tim> (Miles needs a spear...then he can be a Liltie :P)
<Ben> (Ben pulls out a sword...  It was lodged through his chest.)
<Red> Ah. You know that's a dangerous place, don't you? Very totalitarian, 
'There' is.
<Katherine> (Okay.  Yvonne and Frei are going to meet each other, and then the 
world will explode.)
* Yvonne nods. "Oh, I know. It's totally there.
* Ben nods towards Katherine and says to Yvonne.  'I think Red's taken.'
* Tim would snarf his drink but he's not actually drinking right now which is 
good thing for whoever's sitting across from him.
* Tim chokes instead.
* Yvonne blinks. "Awww."
<Red> Ah, sorry. I have to take care of my hostage here. 
<Yvonne> Well, I don't mind if they don't!
* Katherine doesn't cough on her burger, likely to Ben's disappointment. She 
does, however, start laughing.
* Marguerite is looking around for her alcohol again! ;_;
* Ben laughs too.  He was joking, actually.
* Miles giggles.
<Red> ( Who took Maggie's booze? )
<Marguerite> (It never got delivered!)
<Tim> (It never arrived)
* Yvonne laughs too. She's not sure why, but everyone else is. It's about now 
you notice she has fangs.
<Red> ( Villains! We must go questing! )
* Red frowns suddenly.
* Tim starts breathing again.
* Miles looks curiously at the teeth. "Oooh, she's got pointy teeth."
<Yvonne> Huh? Oh, yeah, I do!
* Ben mutters, 'And I left my wooden stake in my other suit.'
<Red> That's the next question, then; why do you have pointy teeth?
* Marguerite stands up and walks over to the bar for a "discussion" with the 
bartender.
[As soon as Maggie is gone, the waitress arrives with the shakes and booze.]
<Red> ( You'd better be careful, Yvonne. We've got Maggie the Vampire Slayer 
here. )
* Yvonne pulls back her lips so they can see. "Rh fe'y shr oo."
[The drinks are passed out.]
<Katherine> What did you just say?
<Red> I beg your pardon?
* Red sips chocolate shake! :9
<Tim> The're very sharp too?
<Miles> Anno...  what'd you say?
<Yvonne> They're very sharp, too! Good for eating stuff.
* Tim proves he is not his parents by leaping to the correct conclusion.
* Miles sits up and pulls Red's head down, whispering something into her ear.
<Yvonne> Soooo... Who are all you people, anyway?
* Marguerite comes back with two bottles, then notes the two bottles there. 
"Well. Happy surprise, that. Guess I'm covered for tomorrow, too." She grabs one 
and twists it open, and starts to chugging.
* Red sighs. "I suppose I should be blunt." She glances around to ensure that 
she's not overheard, then says "You're not a vampire, are you?"
<Yvonne> And can I have a burger? I didn't get a chance to order.
<Yvonne> Huh?
[The waitress nods and departs.  Again.  She just comes and goes.]
* Yvonne says, intelligently... "I dunno!"
<Tim> ...
<Miles> (That's not very intelligently.)
<Yvonne> ( ;_; )
<Red> ( That's what some would call 'sarcasm', I think. ^.~ )
<Miles> (Oh, really?  I couldn't tell!)
<Katherine> (I do believe we are dealing with someone with short term memory 
loss.  And maybe long term. ^^)
<Red> Never mind, then. Now, where I'm from, it's customary to shake hands with 
new acquaintances, you know. 
* Red holds out her hand to be shaken.
<Tim> (o/~ Do you suffer from long term memory loss? o/~)
* Miles giggles and shakes his hand in mid-air.
<Katherine> (I don't remember o/~)
<Tim> (I think we've hit theme song. ^_^)
* Marguerite finally detaches from the bottle. About half of it is gone.
* Ben smiles at Red.  'And don't forget to introduce yourself, Leslie Contessa 
Veola Magdalin Marilu Aracelis Seifer the Third.'
* Yvonne shakes.
* Red shakes!
<Marguerite> WHOO! That's some goooood shit.
<Red> Ben, I applaud your memory, but I insist on going by 'Red'. 
* Ben's smile widens into a grin.  'I know.  Just teasing.'
<Yvonne> Wooooah. You've got a long name, lady.
<Red> Yes, I do. Which is why I go by 'Red'; it's easier to fir on a business 
card. 
<Yvonne> Oh.  I need a business card.
<Yvonne> I'll call it, "Yvonne, Inc."  How's that?
* Marguerite takes another nip. "Man, 's nice to be so close to the source of 
the stuff... anyone else want a swig? Excellent stuff."
<Red> Not really. They're fun to have, however.
<Yvonne> You can be the vice-president! 'Cause you're pretty.
* Red smiles at Margie. "I'll pass, but thanks."
<Red> Well, thank you. What would we produce?
<Tim> ...I think I'll pass.
* Yvonne thinks.
<Yvonne> Steak!
<Yvonne> And oranges.
* Marguerite swigs again. "Your loss."
* Miles shakes his head.
<Yvonne> And special bananas that are smaller and sweeter than normal bananas, 
and X-shaped.
* Red laughs. "But are those your areas of expertise? Producing unusual fruit?"
<Yvonne> Not really. But we'd just hire some people to do that for us.
* Tim takes a drink of his soda.
<Red> Ah, ah. But what are your skills?
<Yvonne> My job would be to sit in my comfy chair in my big office on the top 
floor of the skyscraper, smoking a cigar and telling my secretary that everyone 
needs appointments before they can see me.
* Marguerite belches. "Sounds like she's a perfect exec already."
<Yvonne> And you... Uh... Can stay home and watch the superbowl?
<Miles> But cigars are bad for you.
<Yvonne> Oh. I'll get a pipe, instead. One of those bubble pipes.
* Tim grins to himself and takes another sip.
* Ben finally gives up on his half eaten steak.  'Still hungry, Mad Dog?'
<Yvonne> My skills? Um, I've got very good... personal... skills.
* Marguerite finishes off the bottle, and eyes it. "Nah. I drank that way too 
fast. Time to head home before it really hits."
* Miles blows bubbles. Nobody else in the restaurant appears to notice them, 
though.
<Red> Superbowl! Woo! But that's so American, so I'll watch the World Cup 
instead. 
<Red> Do you?
<Yvonne> Oooooohhh... Yay! People kicking stuff! That's good too!
<Yvonne> Uh huh!
<Yvonne> I'd show you, but...
<Tim> Not here.
* Yvonne thumbs at Ben. "He said you're taken."
* Ben cracks up.
<Tim> ...
* Marguerite stands up, grabbing her three bottles and slipping them into her 
satchel. She tosses down a wad of pounds. "That oughta cover my share. See you 
guys later, hey?"
* Katherine sits back and just laughs. She didn't want to interrupt, but this is 
great.
* Katherine waves, still laughing.
<Tim> Good luck getting home.
* Miles leans back as the bubbles float onto the table, all of them popping at 
once while they're above it.
* Marguerite waves. "I'll manage." She walks out of the place.
* Yvonne waves at Margie. "Bye bye!"
* Red thinks about that, then; "Mind control?"
<Red> Later, Maggie. ^_^
<Miles> Bye Maggie!  ^_^
* Yvonne scratches her head. "Me? No, not really." She starts unzipping her 
jacket. "I'm just really good at making people feel emotion." She finishes, 
leaving it barely zipped, and as near as you can tell, she doesn't have anything 
on underneath it.
* Tim ...doesn't manage to force himself to look away this time.
* Red coughs. "Ahm, Yvonne. You may wish to exercise modesty while in public. 
Lest your, er, 'abilities' run rampant and cause problems.
<Yvonne> I do exercise moderately! Do I look fat?
* Yvonne pouts.
<Tim> N...n.nn....
<Ben> 'SAB likes well balanced teams.  You got your wind controllers, your 
teleporters, your magicians, your invulnerable people, your sharpshooters, and 
of course the crucial stripper component is in place.'
* Miles giggles.
* Katherine shakes her head. Near as anyone can tell, she isn't looking directly 
at Yvonne, but she says, "No, you look fine." She reaches to one side and 
lightly thwaps Tim on the back of his head.
* Yvonne smiles at Kathrine. "Thanks. You really think so?"
<Red> Nono, 'Modesty'. I mean yer shouldn't show so much skin. Poor Tim over 
here is dying, for Pete's sake.
* Tim blinks and then shakes his head.
* Red chuckles.
* Miles doesn't seemed bother by the exposure by the least. "Yeah. I think he 
needs to hold his nose or something." ^_^
<Yvonne> But it's comfy!
<Tim> I'm alright...just...
* Red passes Tim a paper napkin, as his nose is probably bleeding.
* Tim takes it and turns away from everybody else for a bit, his face and ears 
have turned quite pink.
<Ben> (Yvonne and Saldin need to go on a mission together.)
* Yvonne smiles. ^_^
* Red raises an eyebrow at Miles' lack of reaction.
* Miles looks over at Red and looks questioningly. "Is something wrong?" ^_^;
<Red> You don't seem surprised, is all. I'd think one as young-- wait, nevermind. 
I forget who I'm talking to. 
* Ben looks at Yvonne.  'Seriously.  That's what you do?  Open your shirt and 
hope the hostile is as horny as the kid here?'
<Yvonne> Ummm... Well, that'd be a nice bonus. ^^
* Red ruffles Miles' hair again, grinning. "I'll bet you were quite the 
ladykiller in your day, eh? Eh?"
* Tim turns around long enough to glare at Ben, but the napkin he's holding up 
to his nose ruins the effect.
* Red grins mischievously. "Ben? You care to be a guinea pig?"
<Red> Since I'm taken, an' all.
* Katherine thoughtfully hands Tim another napkin. Not the one that she was 
doodling on, mind.
<Katherine> That sounds fair.
* Miles giggles as his hair's ruffled. "Anno, not that I remember. It's not that 
different from seeing other creatures in the wild." ^_^;
* Tim slowly reaches out and takes it.
<Ben> 'My standards are higher.'
<Red> I'll take your word for it, Miles. 
<Katherine> I'm sure if she exploded, you wouldn't have a problem.
* Red keeps grinning. "Higher than what, Ben? I daresay you couldn't get much 
better than Yvonne here."
* Tim grins, but he's got a new napkin over his face, so it's unlikly Ben will 
notice.
* Yvonne looks at Ben with big puppydog eyes. "You don't like me?"
<Ben> 'I like my women to be able to hold a coherent conversation.  Nothing 
personal.'
<Yvonne> ... I'm gonna cry.
* Miles looks strangely at Ben. "What are you talking about?"
<Red> Aww. See what you've done now, Ben? You've made her sad. 
* Tim opens his mouth...realizes that responding would involve looking at Yvonne 
again...and closes it again.
<Ben> 'Oh.  Uh.  Buck up, there, Yvonne.  ‘Cause Tim totally wants to have sex 
with you, right, Tim?'
<Yvonne> Oh. Ok!
<Tim> <Ye..> Wha...er...Ahh!
* Red laughs out loud.
* Tim turns bright red and looks like he's going to need another napkin.
* Yvonne smiles at Tim.
* Ben stage whispers, 'Go for it, kid.'
<Tim> (Dood Tim'd die of bloodloss)
* Katherine has a sip of her soda, then sets down the glass and manages to say, 
with a completely straight face, "I won't tell his parents, so long as she's 
clean."
<Tim> ...
<Tim> I...er... that is...
<Ben> (Later, in #timsbedroom ...)
* Miles thinks this is very funny.


* Ben does too.
* Yvonne certainly doesn't seem to mind.
* Red does, too, but is wondering how Tim feels.
* Red decides to let it go. o/`
<Red> So, Yvonne. How old are you?
<Miles> Maybe she's as old as me!  ^_^
<Ben> 'If she's a vampire, maybe...'
<Yvonne> Ummm....
* Tim pulls himself together again, "I think I've changed my mind on that 
drink..."
<Yvonne> I dunno!
* Yvonne looks roughly 20ish, however.
* Tim looks at Yvonne, "I'll be right back."
* Red shrugs and tosses out casually, "Oh, she's not a vampire."
<Miles> Anno...  Maybe?
* Tim walks over to the bar and orders a double shot.
<Yvonne> Okay! I'll be waiting!
<bartender>  You got any proof of age, there, son?
* Red looks at Miles. "Maybe what?"
<Miles> She has pointy teeth.  She *could* be a vampire, right?
<Katherine> (Drinking age is 18 in the UK and 16 in restaurants.  Tim's probably 
good.)
<Miles> But I can have pointy teeth too if I wanted.  ^^;
<Red> But she's also got a pulse and body heat. Vampires don't, or so I've been 
given to understand. 
* Tim pulls out his wallet and digs through a few cards until he pulls out a US 
drivers license that says he was born nineteen years ago.
<Miles> Oh.  Oh!  You're right.  ^_^
<Tim> This good enough?
[bartender studies it, then nods and gives Tim the drink.]
<Red> Although to be frank, it must be a tad drafty way she dresses, I'd think. 
<Ben> 'Yvonne, do you drink blood?'
<Ben> (Ben is the soul of sensitivity.)
<Yvonne> Ewww. No!
<Yvonne> I drink ginger ale!
<Ben> 'Okay.  Can you go out in the daytime without catching on fire?'
* Tim puts the card away and drinks the drink.
* Miles smiles.
<Yvonne> Uh huh. That's a silly question.
* Red shrugs. She's not an expert on vampires, so she doesn't mind.
<Ben> 'Okay, well, a stake through the heart will probably kill you, no matter 
what, since it kills the vast majority of people.  So that's out.'
<Ben> 'And anyway, at this point, whatever you are, it's not very vampiric 
anyway.'
* Tim takes a deep breath, and walks back it's in a straight line so it hasn't 
gotten to his head quite yet.
<Yvonne> A T-bone steak? Or Teriyaki? Or Salisbury?
<Red> Petit filet mignon. 
<Yvonne> Actually, I think any one would give you heartburn...
<Red> T-bones are too cumbersome to be effective as weapons. 
<Miles> Butt Steak!
* Tim grins at Red, "It all depends on how fast they're going when they hit."
<Yvonne> So, heartburn kills vampires. Got it!
* Red laughs.
* Katherine chuckles.
* Tim grins.
* Red finishes off her shake.
<Red> Okay, gel. We need ta take yer back to headquarters an' fill yer in on the 
birds and the bees, as it were. I hope nobody minds if I pick up the tab?
<Yvonne> Okay!
<Katherine> I'll toss in tip, but no.
* Tim looks moderately disappointed, but he's not bleeding anymore, "If you 
insist."
* Miles puts down enough money to cover half of the bill. "You can take care of 
the rest." ^_^
* Ben nods at these generous offers.  'I've got next time, then.'
<Miles> Unless you don't want to.
<Red> If you insist, Miles. 
* Red puts down the rest.
* Miles shrugs. "I have nothing to use the money on." ^^;
<Ben> 'Yvonne, Tim, I wish the two of you the best of luck,' Ben says with a 
wink.
<Red> Well, everyone can use training. I know I need to bone up on my lore, if 
nothing else. 
<Yvonne> Thanks!
* Tim grins at Ben, "What she said."
* Ben stands.
* Red stands up. "Katherine, can I drop you off somewhere? Or do you want to 
come to headquarters? Miles, you might fit too, if you go fuzzy."
* Katherine opens her purse and pulls out enough for tip, tossing it onto the 
table. "It's fine; I can grab a taxi or something. Thanks for the offer."
* Yvonne stands up with a start.
* Tim blinks at Yvonne, "What's wrong?"
* Miles nods and smiles.

* Red blinks. "Yvonne? You okay?"
<Katherine> Hm?
<Yvonne> Huh? Nothing! I'm just eager to go.
* Miles scratches his head.
* Red tilts her head, then shrugs. "If you say so."
<Red> How're you getting back?
<Yvonne> I was gonna walk.
<Tim> Well, she said she walked, so it can't be all that far.
<Katherine> I haven't decided yet.
<Tim> See?
* Ben whispers to Yvonne, 'Don't forget Tim.'
<Yvonne> I won't!
* Katherine hears that and somehow manages to keep from snickering.
* Red nods. "Alright. Congrats, Miles, you got shotgun."
* Tim doesn't hear that, and thus isn't forced to drop something heavy on 
Ben...not that he'd notice anyway.
* Miles grins.
* Red heads out!
* Katherine ruffles Tim's hair, probably to his annoyance. "Good luck, Timmy." 
She nods to Yvonne and Ben, then walks out.
* Yvonne waves to Katherine.
<Tim> ...
* Ben heads for the men's room.  'See you all later.'
<Ben> (That was Ben's exit, unless this takes long enough for everyone to still 
be standing here when he gets out in a minute.)
* Tim runs a hand through his hair...not making any difference.
* Tim walks up next to Yvonne, "So how far is it exactly that we need to walk?"
* Miles blinks, then vanishes.
<Yvonne> Oooohhh... A couple of miles.
* Tim blinks and then grins, "Then I guess it's a good thing I didn't have too 
much to drink. Lead on, unless you'd rather I called a cab."
<Yvonne> Okay!
* Yvonne leads.
* Tim follows!
[Session End!]