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"Кажется, у каждого свой язык." (It seems everyone has a language of their own.)

"What did you say?" Asks Joot, still not understanding what FrostNova was saying.

"I think that was Russian." Fake Peppino then said before melting into the floor to BRB.

"Woaahhh... Whats a Russia?"

"Я думаю, вы имеете в виду Урсина. Я родом из Урсуса." (I think you mean Ursine. I hail from Ursus.)
Ursus is basically just Arknights Russia

Ursus is a genus in the bear family, a country in Arknights, and also a race in Arknights

Loup enters the bar, walking with a cat walk. A small, smug smile on her face as she purchases herself a glass of wine and lights a cigarette (because as we all know, lung cancer is classy and sexy). Classic French woman behavior.

She sits in a dramatic pose on a stool. Her long legs crossed in front of her, her back to the counter, as she pulls out a mirror and does her makeup. Does she really need to? No. Does it make her look sexy as hell? You bet your socks it does.

Texas raises a brow, still smoking a cigarette herself. Though, she keeps herself simple, and not exactly drawing attention to herself.

He poked his head out of the kitchen

"Lopeta tuollaisen melun pitäminen täällä!!" (Stop making so much noise out here!)

"Du machst auch viel Lärm, du verdammter Heuchler!" (You're making a lot of noise too, you damn hypocrite!)

Rook opened the door to the bar, hearing all these people speak different languages.

"Ah! Un si beau mélange de langues, si différentes, mais comme une chanson chantée avec élégance! C'est comme de la poésie!" (Ah! Such a beautiful mix of languages, so different, but like a song sung with elegance! It's like poetry!) He dramatically said, tipping his hunter's hat, that had a big feather bouncing around on it.

Gabby kinda peaked her head in "Esto se está volviendo un desastre ¿no?-" (This is becoming a mess isn't it?) she'd grumble as she entered, holding a baby over her shoulder, probably her kid-

"Это выходит из под контроля. Но что это такое, тоже не моя проблема." (This is getting out of hand. But what this is, is not my problem.)

Dax takes a seat at the bar. "Excuse me, but do you have any raktajino here?"

"My son would know, but I haven't see him in months"

"Teen keittiön ääniä, persepää" (I'm making noises in the kitchen, goblin)

"I see. I'm Jadzia Dax, nice to meet you."

"Wish Mentioned!" He'd drop from a portal "You can just say my name and Ill end up here father, Im pretty much back to normal!" He'd say, from the looks of it hes healthy again!

"As for raktajino, I believe we could make some..Ill have to find a recipe, but Ill find some" He'd smile, giving a hug to his father, before sitting a bag on seasonings "Turns out some of the super earths nearby have some interesting seasonings, you could cook them better than I so give them a try will you?"

"I should probably say happy mother's day to mom if I come across her mid travel-"

"I know how to make a traditional raktajino, so I can help if need be in order to make sure that it's right." Dax says.

"Well I dont mind people in the kitchen, father?" He asked his father he'd ask