[h2][color=teal]Penny[/color] and [color=gray]Pierre[/color][/h2]

As Quill answered Penny, Pierre scurried into the cafe and went up to the both of them. Pierre slammed his hands on the table and rambled, his face looking towards Penny, but his eyes were misaligned and seemed to be looking at the ceiling, ends opposite of each other, "[color=gray]Legend! Find the Legend! Find you will help you! You're a gone! Trust there! Trust no oner! Look to the wrong your abilities, they will hers who share my fate. Beware! Beware! Beware your gift! Trust no one! Beware othe clock and beware! Beware! Trust no one! Trust the clock and you! You're they will here! Trust no one! Beware a gone hers who share a gone hers who share!  It's your hubris! Abusing people and beware! Beware othe clock and your new gift! Trust no one! Beware! Watch the of abuse your a-[/color]"

He was immediately interrupted by the a waiter who had a broom in his hand, the wide end up in the air ready to swat at the old man, "[color=limegreen]Sir! I'm afraid you have to leave,[/color]" At first, Pierre didn't seem to react, but as the waiter swatted at him, he yelped "[color=gray]Nyeh! Eh! Eh! Eh![/color]", before he ran out of the cafe.

Penny was confused and a little scared at the old man's behavior and words. But the fear quickly faded to curiosity, and her eyebrow raised. She realized that he was trying to say something, but what was it? She could that it seemed to be just gibberish...but she couldn't help but get the feeling that there was something more to his words...
She looked to Quill, and she commented "[color=teal]Well...That was...strange,[/color]" She had no idea what to say to the strange old man and his strange words that occurred out of nowhere.