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"What would ya like?" Basil asks, pulling out a stool for her peer. "Loooove that color!! Omgg purple looks so pretty on you~"

"Ah, it would seem that the Magos has suffered some sort of overload. The Iron Priests told me there's a simple solution for this." He lightly slaps Harkoth on the back.

A whirring noise comes from the Tech-Priest, and he returns to normal. "Thank you, Astartes Greyhowl. I really need to get those computational shunts refurbished."

"Oh, thanks, I love purple." Micaria smiled at the compliment. "Can I have some blueberry juice?"

"I heard this place had good food. I was going stir crazy. I just needed to get out, Talia" he said as he began looking over the menu. "Are you kidding? A half-pound burger with fries and a drink for $3.50? How do they keep this place open?"

"We get lots of customers, and almost everything in the kitchen is home-grown. We really only have fruits and some raw ingredients delivered. It cuts out alot of overhead. That, and since this place is a multiuniversal converge nexus, we really have no utilities to pay, and we generate our own electricity. That, and Trixie, the very first owner, made it clear to always be reasonable in pricing."

"Careful to not damage him, Brother" he teased as he brought him a large mug of Fenrisian Ale.

Talia grins, “Alright.” She empties the bottle into her glass. “…Just stay low key.”

Her eyes meets Mathius’, and she motions him over. “At least you have your appetite back.”