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Wish kinda just sighed, a little bothered but not annoyed "Its ok, please ask next time!" He'd yell out the window before going back to order more

TJ tugged on Wish's white shirt, holding a drawing of what seemed to be a juice box.
Seems he was trying to ask Wish if he could have a juice box, if the place had any.

"Oh.. I get cha little man. " he said going to the kitchen to retrieve the little boy a juice box, he had brought him a pack (4x2) full of them "Try not to drink them all in one sitting ok?" He's ask, giving him the small pack.. assuming he could carry it with him

"Some snacks might be nice, assuming I don't burn them."

TJ's eyes lit up with excitement as he grabbed the pack of them, he seemed to have no problem carrying them, and smiled.
"Okay." He shortly said with a soft nod, wandering off to sit down and draw and drink one of his new juice boxes.

"So what's on the menu here anyway?"

Wish would smile, and approach.. "Anything is orderable.. I couls make it-"

Karlach smiles back at Wish. "Do you have anything that doesn't burn easily? I give off so much heat that I can't even touch people."

"That must be nice."

He nods "Sure, Ive been practicing my icegolem cakes!" He smiled, running into the kitchen, and returning with cakes.. they are themed like ice golems.. "These should keep you cooler, naturally they lower your temperature for at least 30 minutes-"

* max would be listing to them from afar * max: but why though? Wouldent that like kill someone if there body heat goes 30 degrees below for 30 minutes

He stood by, as usual beaming at seeing his son's accomplishments

"Can't be that bad." Karlach takes a bite of one of the icegolem cakes…

Only for it to melt in her hand. "Oh…"

Suddenly, A mercenary of Ms. Charlie's enters the bar, holding a baseball and The Sandman. "So, I'd heard that Ms. Charlie is over at this place at times?"

"Scmmt?" Pyro tilts their head in confusion at the newcomer.

He would then turn over to Pyro before dashing towards them and then inspecting them. "Interesting... You.. remind me of that robot named Arsonist. He's a pyromaniac robot." Flanker then said, holding a hand to his chin before heading over to a table.

"Wmbmt? Lmm hmm wmmf gwm mf bwfft?"

[translation: "Robot? Like the ones Gray Mann built?")

Flanker then shakes his head no before sighing deep. "No, not him. Mechanic built him to set the GRN team aflame along with detecting invisible Agents. They're dime-a-dozen backstabbing female scumbags."

TJ was somewhere in the bar, drinking a juice box, drawing a portrait of SCP-999 contently with crayons.

"Lmmk mm hmmhmm"* Pyro still sees this newcomer as Scout, albeit in the usual cherub style of how Pyrovision shows his teammates.

*"Like your father."