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[deal_me_in]

Would tablecloth be too much?

[The view is from the bar looking across at the rest of the establishment that most by now would recognize as The Deep End. A pair of boots are crossed there just at the edge of the camera's frame, propped up on the counter. The whole image jolts with the sound of a snicker.]

-pff. Yeah, I don't even know why I asked. Not the kinda vibe I'm going for here. Maybe some of the tables just need some polishing. Any takers?

By the way, how long's frozen pizza last? I figure I should ask that before I offer leftovers...

[Faintly from the doorway there's the sound of...well, it's difficult to tell at first but clearly it catches the Hunter's attention as the video swings towards the entrance to the bar.]

Sundance, you hear that? I mean, call me crazy but I coulda swor-

[The video blurs as Cayde stands up rather abruptly, the tablet angled oddly as he forgets he's been recording, but it captures a strangely shaped shadow at the doorway that clucks and bobs along. One can barely register what it is as it enters before there's an exclamation from the Exo and the tablet's abandoned in a dizzying fumble.

It lands on the floor showing the Exo gently scooping up a brown hen before the tablet tips over and blacks out.]

Comments

[doubled_speed]

Yeah, you don't have one do you? In a way, you're sorta lucky.

[deal_me_in]

Why's that?

[doubled_speed]

You don't gotta taste weird stuff.

[deal_me_in]

Tommy, why're you tasting weird stuff?

[doubled_speed]

Dude, my job is literally to make sure people get fed. Which means I have to cook. Which means I need to taste the weird edible things.

[deal_me_in]

Well, at least they're edible.

[doubled_speed]

That's a really good point. But they can still taste weird. or feel weird.