The rabbit let out a soft chuckle at Bogart's([@chickenteriyaki] remarks, particularly at the nicknames they were addressed by. A soft voice erupted from the mask, partially muffled but for the most part, discernable, 

	"Why not?"

	The rabbit reached forward and tapped the bar with a gloved hand. Magic? Boredom? Sleek and shiny claws jutted from the glove, tap-tapping against the bar. Nothing appeared to happen besides the fox moving, making it's way to the left some. The fox's attention focused for once, particularly on the dancing girl([@assallya]. Stoic as always, the fox only watched though its legs did seem to quiver as if to pounce or perhaps, run away. Their motives couldn't be pinned.. at least not yet. 	

	The fox only watched for a brief moment before also coming to the bar, walking in long strides. The fox reached into its coats and furs, pulling out a small pouch. The rabbit reached up, not even glancing backward, and took the bag, bringing its bosom. With the clawed glove, it reached inside and pulled out a single coin. It held it out towards the bartend ([@Infamous Empath]). It sparkled and gleamed a soft green but it was terribly foreign, most likely unseen and worthless unless one was incredibly well traveled. The rabbit spoke again,

	"Water. Hot."

	The fox didn't stay long behind the rabbit, quickly retreating to the sidelines and a raspy chanting leaked from holes in the mask. Nothing would happen though, he was probably just mad. Once more, the fox returned to watching but oddly enough, he still seemed to be fixated on the dancing girl. Most likely the scandalous wear..?