Chester, looking aloof, as he looked around, barely even noticed the girl talking to a somewhat older girl. Chester still carried the Melonberry and the Knoon in his hand, eating another piece of the fruit, filling him with glee. The older girl talked to Lino, and Chester in his tattered clothes, his dirty face and his messy hair couldn't help but smile with a stupid grin. "Hi." He spoke, timidly. The two girls looked at him, Lino giggled, her sister not so much.

"Where did you find [i]him?[/i]" The girl asked, she was very close to calling the man an it. "Hey, rude." Chester mumbled, between bites of the fruit. "Hey, Chester! Not supposed to eat that much of it, you're gonna be sick!" Lino shouted at him, and Chester shook his head. "You're not the boss of me!"

Lina rubbed her forehead. "Seriously, Lino. Who is this guy?"

"He washed up on the street, and Lina! I've never seen someone drink grown-up juice that quickly!" She shouted with glee, still amazed at Chesters ability to consume alcohol. Chester choked on a piece of fruit as Lino spoke. "G-Grown up juice?!" He repeated, bursting out laughing.  Lina rolled her eyes. "Weirdo. Reno asked us to go help him out, he's getting ready for the festival tomorrow, but it's gonna be tough, he can't make his punch without sugar..." Lina said, with a sigh. "It's gonna be a harsh winter if we don't sell well tomorrow.. So, we gotta do our best."

Chester looked at the girl. "Festival?"

"Uh-huh. Summer solstice, the Melonberries are the ripest at this time." Lina filled in. "And the tastiest! The Ice cream is the best!" Lino chimed in with a glee, patting her stomach to empahize.

Chester smiled.

[i]And the booze must be the coldest.[/i] His mouth watering, imagining a icecold Melonberry bottle of rum.