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Cathfawr sniffed his way to whatever he was smelling, which lead him to the counter. "Something smells good." He said, looking around.
"Where is it?" He said to himself, glancing around, frustrated he couldn't find what was making that smell.

Watches the bar patrons with interest but her lazy mode kept her seated to the booth, returning to browsing her tablet, taking time to relax which was foreign to herself.

Cathfawr finally seemed to find what he was smelling and pounced over the counter and began digging around, to find a basket of freshly baked biscuits.

He grabbed one and pounced back over the counter and then sat down with it, using his hands to eat it. Mid-eating it, he realized he probably should pay for it, so he temporarily put the biscuit in his mouth, pulled out some money and walked back over to the counter to set it on there, then continued eating it, standing up this time. "This is really good." He murmured to himself.

Gets up from the booth to disappear into the kitchen and comes back out with a fish fry and returns to the booth to eat the crispy, flaky fish. Enjoying it with some lemon seltzer.

Noticing Karlach slowly approaching him, the Ursine cub lets out a squeak, before he timidly waves at her. "H-hail, traveller." He mutters, his voice mousey and sheepish as his eyes glance up at her.

"Thank you, but I appreciate it if you'd put in an order next time. Is there anything else you'd like?"

Cathfawr's ears twitched again. "Sorry."
"Do you have any ice cream? I like that." He said, finishing the biscuit.

Natasha gets up from the booth, cleaning her mess and going to wash the dishes she used. She then sways over to the sofa and tucks into the couch, basking in the warmth of the lit fireplace. Her gaze lost in the flames.

"Hi there." Karlach smiled as she sat down next to the smol bear. "I'm Karlach. Nice to meet you."

"Sure. Vanilla strawberry swirl?"

Perks up as that happened to be her favorite combination of ice cream flavors as well, as she sits up in the sofa she asks, “Could I get one of those in a chocolate dipped waffle cone?” She smiles as she walks up to the counter.

Cathfawr nodded, "That sounds great. How much is it?" He dug around in his coat pocket again, his tail curling around his own leg.

Matt would then walk into the bar, holding Nolegs on his shoulder. He seems to be in a very good mood. "Well! I'm done reading and I'm glad that torture is over!" Matt said, before his pirate hat fell, but he didn't care.

Said smol bear replies with a sheepish murmur. "M-my name's Noah." His voice goes quiet on saying his name, still shuffling his paws as he glances down. "N-nice to meet you."

Natasha yawns in greeting to the morning light. Cleaning up a bit before sitting down to have some breakfast of Belgian waffles, with chocolate chips and cinnamon inside, and topped with strawberries and whipped cream, while drinking a glass of milk.

He sat across from Natasha with a bacon, pepper jack, jalapeño, and cheddar omelet and a glass of mango nectar.

"You're my favorite co-worker. You know that?"

Looks at the plate of food, as the smell wafts her nose with a squeeze to her inside though she was halfway into her waffles, watching as it got placed down and looks up as Mathius sits across.

Then to his comment she ducks her head with a smile, “Ah, well thank you.” Her fur puffing up in response.

He ate a forkful of his omelet. His face reddened slightly due to the heat of the peppers which made the savory bacon a bit more intense.

"I need to buy a new waffle iron. Your breakfast just reminded me"

Tritonius strides into the bar. "Right, what's on the breakfast menu?"

Couldn't help but chuckle as he reddens from he peppers, "Good thing my fur is black. Never have to worry about someone seeing me flushed or red."
She grins and then perks at the mention of a waffle iron. "Belgian waffles are the best. I'll go around carrying a whole large waffle and it eat bit by bit." She finished the last of her waffle and strawberries.