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“Interesting.” So Thunderer said she walked in, offering a sharp salute before dropping it. “Revenge? What brings you here?”

"Huh? Oh, hello Miss Thunderer, do you want some cinnamon bun cupcakes?"

“Perhaps next time, young one. I’ve already eaten, you see.” She pats the young girl’s head. “I would, however, take tea.”

"Oh, I came to this fine establishment after hearing some 'popular' names had arrived. So far, It's pretty amazing..." Revenge sighed, taking a sip of tea and biting a small piece of the cinnamon bun cupcake.

"What brings you here, Lady Thunderer?"

"I'm here for the karaoke!" The eccentric looking man fired up the karaoke machine and began singing in Japanese, clearly not bothering to keep in time with the music at points.

"You forgot the sparkly outfit majima."

"That's for after dark, sweetie."

Revenge tilted her head. "Karaoke... another strange thing." She took another sip while finishing the Cinnamon bun. "Fumizuki, these truly are delicious."

"Thanks! I forgot which one of the older girls gave me the recipe though. Was it Belfast or Eugen...?"

"Hm... maybe it was Belfast, but that's my opinion. Eugen seems more inclined to make chocolate."

The tiny shipgirl shrugs. "Either way, the cupcakes are yummy."

Sturmtiger piped up, "Could you toss me one? I can't eat it, but I would love to get a sniff of them."

"Okies" Fumizuki slid the plate over, patting the tank on the side of it's armoured hull cheerfully.

Sturmtiger took in a deep breath, sighing as he sagged slightly. "Beautiful scent. The only thing that could have made it better was possibly some hazelnut frosting, but that's my opinion." He raised a large leg and gently passed the plate back.

"Okay." She smiles and snuggles back up under her blanket pile.

"Oh, may I have that plate if you don't want it?" Revenge smirked, but it was almost unnoticable.

"Of course. You can help yourself, Miss Revenge. I can always get some more later. There's enough for everyone."

"Thank you sweetie." She pats Fumizuki on the head. "I hope you don't mind me grabbing a few of those cupcakes as well. I'm craving something sweet at the moment."

She grabbed one more cupcake and devoured it.

"Ah... these are absolutely amazing... thank you, Fumizuki."

Jarlen wandered into the bar. He was very skinny and starving for a real meal and some blood. He looked around hoping someone would help him out and serve him. He went to sit at the bar and looked at a nearby menu.