[h2][color=PaleVioletRed]Dorkface[/color][/h2]

Dorkface wasted no time scampering across the table, munching down on little bits of food as they fell from the sky. She was amazed that such a thing was happening, having never observed such strange weather patterns before. She continued to nosh on the bread, Nikola only chuckling lightly and allowing her to romp around the trays left behind, eating bread.

Once sated, she decided to investigate the bready weather anomaly, her eyes scanning the metal ceilings for signs of clouds that often came with rain. She spotted nothing and instead, tracked the trajectory of the bread bits to their source - A woman on the other side of the cafeteria. '[i][color=PaleVioletRed]How odd..[/color][/i]' thought Dorkface, '[i][color=PaleVioletRed]Light pieces of bread shouldn't be able to get this far.[/color][/i]' she payed the lack of physical sense no mind and instead scampered along the table, jumping from bench to bench until she landed on the one where the woman was perched.

Dorkface scampered over to the vicinity of the bread-throwing-woman, though instantly recoiling upon getting to close. The smell of burning hit her nose like a brick and the smoke coaxed a barrage of silent sneezes from her nose.

[i] Ptew.. Ptew.. PTEW! [/i]

The last sneeze nocked onto her back and she wiggled around a bit until she was away from the smoke, rolling her muzzle around in her front paws to try and alleviate the post-sneeze sensation she was experiencing. Upon reliving herself of her discomfort, Dorkface sat up on her hind legs and looked at the woman expectantly, 'I'm waiting.' she thought, hoping that an apology was on it's way, though she doubted that was the case, to those who weren't Nikola she was just a funny little animal who played at intelligence.

[h2][color=khaki]Nikola[/color][/h2]

He drew absentmindedly, not paying attention to his surroundings, occasionally he'd put his hand into his pocket and pull out a pinch of Ferret food, popping it into his mouth and crunching. Nikola repeated this action, stuffing his hand into his pocket and pulling out some food, however this time instead of bringing to his own mouth he held it to Dorkface. He waited for a few moments, his hand extended outward and waiting for the feeling of her little mouth to nibble at his palm, it didn't come and soon he grew impatient.

He turned his head to look at her, giving her a stern look only to have it disarmed as he noticed her absence. Nikola's eyes glanced around and yet he could not find his rodent companion; he checked under the table and benches, he searched in soup bowls and empty cartons and could find her, he even checked under his book, that showed no signs of anything being under it. However he soon gave up his frantic searching and simply called her name.

"[i][color=khaki]Dorkface?![/color][/i]"