Smoke on the Water

[Campanella]

Campanella laughs - actually laughs - at Tuesday's suggestion.

"Oh why not? Figure it will do us some good to share something together. So what will it be? Ethnic or some hearty fast food? Or - wait... Is this an attempt to get me to draw on my culinary contacts and get you into a named restaurant?" He playfully narrows his eyes at the unicorn.

Turning to Faye. "Yes. I could roll that into it too. What can I say, today I feel like I should be free with my money. Can't take it with you, after all." This from a Moros.

"I am sorry," he added, downbeat, as Faye explained her situation.

"What about you, gentlemen?" He added in a more upbeat fashion as he bought Oculus and Thrope into the conversation.

[Thrope]

A closed fist is raised to the joggy Mystagogue for a bump. Cardio. "Congrats on that Camm... C" Whooppssss.

Thrope grins as praise is thrown to Tuesday. Definitely something to stay close on. Music is good for the soul. "Good to see you all" The Arrow shifts to have the Awakened of Sacramento in half of his line of sight and everything else in the rest. As best he can anyway, human line of sight is not great.

"I'm up for some food, been trying to.. expand? what I eat." Some stuff just doesn't cut it anymore. That or burning is required to make it good. "Congrats to you also I" Thrope almost facepalms but stops himself, that wouldn't ever go away.

"I've been jogging, looking around town and seeing what's what." Too bad calling and asking for more people probably isn't a good idea.

[Tuesday]

A bark of a laugh escapes Tuesday at Faye's reply.

It takes her a moment but she dose manage "Indubitably." well. After a few attempts.

"May-be~" come's Tuesday sweet, if, rasping voice as she grins and bats her lashes at Campy.

"It's not about what he sold, it's about what he gained." Campy made sales all the time, but to actually up to contacts and made cool deals, now that was something to celebrate.

Thrope gets a lopsided smile, and a laugh, "See anything interesting?"

[Aurora]

Grinning, “I vote for ethnic myself.” Fast food was ok, but not what she had in mind, “Maybe some place none of us has tried before.” Was a suggestion. “Named restaurant? Like those places where the serve you like ten courses and the food is soo tiny it doesn’t fill you named restaurant?” her face scrunches up in disgust, cause no, count her out.

Laughing, “Well nothing too fancy, just us all handing out and having a good time. We don’t get to have fun that much these days.” Can’t be serious all the time.

There was a shrug, “It’s all good. It comes with the profession and means I need to be creative to work, but it adds to the fun and excitement.” Private shows paid well, and seemed to be the norm now.

Looking to Oculus, “Shortcuts and back alleys huh, anything interesting turn up?” it could be work related stuff and he’d say nothing. But she was trying to be social with someone she didn’t know too well yet.

A cheeky grin was offered to Tuesday at the laugh.

[Campanella]

"Hum. Celebrity chefs. Hit and miss with me, I'm afraid. There has to be a certain... dignity... an authenticity that many of the more popularly known do not have."

Campanella grins softly, almost mischievously, as the responses come rolling in. He spares Thrope a look as his Shadow Name is almost blurted out. The Moros chuckles and shrugs. Faye's response surprises him the most - not because he could not picture Faye in such a place, but because he couldn't see why anyone would pass up the opportunity for 'great' dining. Both his eyebrows shoot up.

"Well, I wasn't planning on taking you all to just any hole in the wall. This would be something special. Yes, I can get us into one of those top tier restaurants... But I don't have to. I can aim lower if that suits people better - somewhere with decent food and a peaceful ambience where we can be left in peace."

His idea of a meal out was not one where he was cheek-by-jowl with random people and yelling across the table because of the noise.

"But ethnic? That I can do. I think that would make an enjoyable challenge." He continued. Yes, he would find that a suitable challenge.

[Thrope]

She mean the park or around town? "Hm nothing of true note so far. Lots of small things but nothing to worry about." True for both, that or the Seers are just waiting back and devoting all their resources to destroying Time. Manipulating? Is there a difference after a point? Hmm thoughts for later

"If you ever want someone to wander with you let me know. I'm up for getting the lay of town as well." That and if a Mystagogue is going to go digging into the dark places might as well have a criminal with them.

"Challenge?" The Thyrsus crosses his arms as he keeps an eye on the everything else..ish. "New and exciting or you'll regret it in the morning sort of challenge?"

[Tuesday]

Conversation flows and Tuesday keeps strumming.

"Cool. Sounds good. I'm game for anything." Plus getting used to a fancy place could only help. With things. Things that no one else around needed to know. "Question, what vein of ethnic are you hungering for?"

Then to Oculus she nods, "Basically, yeah."

To Thrope she nods, nothing new or bad was good.

Then a laugh, "Think he meant as a personal challenge. Find a restaurant that meets what Faye's after, but that's like fancy. Or something." shrug.

[Aurora]

Shrugging, her family never had the money growing up for expensive restaurants, so she grew to love those hole in the wall places. “Like I said, I’m open minded. But you’re more likely to find me in a hole in the wall place over a five star place. And you make a great point, a place with ambience and decent food is ideal.” She’s been to high class restaurants in her adult life, on dates, but they weren’t all they claimed to be. Least not to her.

Her head lazily moves from Oculus to Campy, “Well, are you?” she asks with a cheeky grin.

Laughing, “Can honestly say I’ve never experienced a maze smelling like cooked beef.” But it fit the area she guessed. “What about towns and cities nearby? Nothing good either?” sometimes you have to go out of town to get what you want.

Glancing to Thrope, “That’s a good question.” And then looking to Campy. “Cause I’m not as young as I used to be and regretting things in the morning is starting to kick my ass.” She can’t recover like she used to. But she never had Life to play with either.

Shaking her head with a smirk, hands held up in defense, “Hey, like I said, I’m game for anything, don’t worry about me.”