"Heroes, yes," Nara said to Photion. Glaring down at him, she added, "But small, obnoxious Roosken who make outrageous demands will just have to take what is given to them." Giving him the stink-eye, she turned her head away.
Tobias snickered, but Adam gave Photion a pitying look. "Don't worry about her," he whispered to Photion. He bared his teeth in Nara's direction and growled, "She just hasn't saved up enough money for the operation to get the stick removed."
Tobias took off his hat and fanned his head. "Hmm. This place looks nice. Don't you think, Web--Weber?" He did a double take at the Lucain, who seemed to be stumbling half-asleep. Then he muttered something about being asleep. Tobias "oh"ed and replaced his hat. He shuffled forward in line, and pulled Weber forward with him.
"Well, at the moment, uh... nothing much. Nara's arguing with Photion, who's talking with Adam, who's arguing with Nara--so, uh, nothing weird there. Karin's... kinda spacing. But that's nothing weird either. And Maxwell's--I guess--I guess he's just doing his thing. Man, you OK? You look awful."
While he stood at the head of the line, an Ichthysaur waiter appeared to them. He grinned, smiled, ask them how many ("Seven," said Nara, "I hope that's not too many on the spur of the moment"), then handed her a small red disk and told her the wait would be a few minutes. Not too many, he added--they just had to see a party out the door, and they were almost done. They just needed to clean the table.
Nara thanked him and looked for a place to sit down.
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