[@Infamous Empath] [@Framing A Moose]

The three of them seems to be happy chatting up: Sandra, Cledwynn, the fabric-clad person, in their own awkward, nervous way. John couldn't help smiling a bit. He's always happy to facilitate meetings between odd introverts. The other newcomer, though, Levi, he seems a more sullen type. The man was staring at nothing, and the girl he was with seemed unable to take him out of his runt. His beer was left undrunk; clearly it was not a thing he was into. A bit of it spilled to his clothes after he was rattled by one of the explosions outside

John cleared his throat. "Mr. McLeod, is it? I take it this is your first time in the Restaurant? Sorry about that explosion. Most people are surprised the first time, but once you get used to it, it's very nice to look at."

He turned to the elfish girl. "And what's your name, Miss?"
 
[i]"Hey, uh, boss. Do we got any of them nifty MedBot things lyin' around? One of the cooks got a faceful of boiling chili and plate shards."[/i]

And that was his part-time waitress, just arrived with plates of food for the bounty huntress. John sighed, although his face was amused. "What, again? I thought they're the best in the business. I'm going to have to look up their certifications again." He pulled open a panel under the bar and fiddled about it. "And I need to resupply the MedBots, but there should be one on its way now. Thanks, ah, Robin."

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[b]People on the bar:[/b]
- Sandy Cane, a space bounty huntress, rattled.
- Ziggletrox the Destroyer, a dragon-shaped amoeba, perpetually drunk.

- Levi, a bearded 33-year-old man in a sports jacket, sulking. 
- Yylya, a teenage girl with pointed ears.

Chatting with each other:
- 'Sandra', a teenage girl (The Authoress), having a cup of coffee.
- Cledwynn Magouloura, a half-ghost half-mechanical, a bit tense.
- Pridopus, a short figure covered entirely in fabric, awfully hungry.

Other Staff
- Robin, a human waitress, serving Sandy Cane from behind the bar
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