For someone with burning Ki ice is always appreciated, for some reason it does distract her-
She proceeded to devour the rest of thePopsicle, removing the stick "I would indeed"
With a wide smile on her model like features, she offered Rory another popsicle.
Rory teleported next to her sister trying to give her the Popsicle, which she declined "Ew no, I rather just eat cookie dough-"
Sarah laughed, then greets Omori, "Hello there. Sorry for spooking you earlier."
Elite wrote:
"Good to hear." She sounded relieved, wishing she could do more for Greg. "I'm good." She said, then she got that pizza and soda as she set it before him.
Gregory nodded as a thank you and began eating on a slice of pizza.
He would slip into the kitchen. He was unpacking charcoal as well as hickory and mesquite wood chips. He put the wood chips in different pans and soak them in order to enhance the flavor. He added some barbecue items to the menu: ribs, half-chickens, beef shoulder, and pork tenderloin.
Thorian placed an order for six cinnamon rolls and a gallon of cookies'n'cream ice cream with a large mug root beer to drink.
"Wow, you have a big appetite there." Tifa felt surprised at Thorian's list of menu she ordered.
Fake Peppino would then be stacking chairs on top of each other. That's normal. "This is... quite fun."

Tifa Lockhart wrote:
"Wow, you have a big appetite there." Tifa felt surprised at Thorian's list of menu she ordered.
“That’s just how some people are.”
"Unlike those who seems always moody and have no desire to eat, yeah." Tifa smirked upon Cloud's remark. "And, Hey! That would be dangerous!" Tifa tried to stop Fake Peppino from stacking the chair before it would fall over somebody.
"Relax! It's not like it's not gonna fall over on anyone!" Fake Peppino was holding onto the giant stack of chairs like glue, which made the chairs stay in place. Man. Isn't he just stupidly clever-
"How can you be so sure it won't fall over there are so much people mingle around here!" Tifa nags at Fake Peppino to get down with her hands rest at her waist.
"I'm built different, that's how!" A small rock then donked him from above. "Ow. No offense though. But hey, at least i get to the 'Chairman' of the board! Fake Peppino said, making a joke. A chair-related one.
Cruz walked in, wearing a long, multi-patterned coat, black pants, black shoes with gold accents and black gloves with tiny white strings around the wrists of them. He was also holding a cane that had what appeared to be a bird skull as its' handle.
"Hello, random person i don't know! Here, uh, have a chair." He then extended his hand to the top chair that is almost at the ceiling. He grabbed onto the chair and then slid it off the top and then he caught it... and then he handed Cruz de Vil the chair.
Cruz stared and then gently grabbed it. "Thank you?"
It was a nice chair, he supposed.
It was a nice chair, he supposed.
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