: "Good afternoon! Would any of you like a drink to start off? Unfortunately these are the smallest menus we have, but you can take as much time as you need to decide." *politely attempts to make eye contact with the group of tiny diners as she places down two menus that are big enough to be their beds*
: *in unison"MAY WE HAVE A GLASS OF SUGAR WATER?"
:*whispers something to the others at the table*:"UHH...AND A DR. PEPPER FOR THE LITTLE ONE."
   
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"It looks like we'll be going to the crystal tropics."
"In that case, I need another drink. The game's not over yet!" "What's wrong with the tropics?! Come on now, Bartholomew, don't you want to set sail?"
"Sure I do. Sure I do. After another round.~" "You know what? Why sail anywhere? The sun's too hot and the moon's too dim. You-you two can go without me, I should stay and, no- you know what? It'd be a shame to waste the wind." "Aye. I'll drink to that." "So we are setting sail then?" "Seems so." "Absolutely not! We're just going to-, on a little, excursion. Nothing wrong with letting the wind guide the way...partly. We'll go to the trading ports and trade what's here, and see what's there." *hic* "Right. I'm sure there's plenty to plunder where there's mounds of goods about. Isn't that right Kidd?" "You shut your face Morgan, you half-cut plume! We're lookin' for barrels, crates...chests, not powder!" "We've plenty of chests here Kidd. More to come too with the mighty three haulin' them by the day. Best cleverly stock them safe, someplace remote no? Do you know anyplace...remote?~" "Lots of places...on the mapss remote, o'course. I think we shoulds sstay after all. You two are clearly not onboard with the trading port at all!"
"'Hoy there. How goes the game?" "Miserably Roger, my boy. Miserable. Even when he's stunk with rum, he's got the winnin' hand." "Ah...uh...th-that's not a card, that's a leaf dad." "...I know that! What do you think cards are made of, mm?" "Ahahahahahaha!" "What are you laughing at, y'frog-faced sea dog?" *Kidd points to another imperial, looking rather defeated and embarrassed after having been slapped across the mug by an offended lady dragon, laughing at him*
"Well, that didn't work at all." *rubs his face* "Heheheh, it won't be the first time, nor the last, boy." "Really didn't deserve that. All I asked for was a harmless tail comparison." !!! *wheezes with laughter, coughing and falling over* "Well. No wonder. Hmhm, yep, that'll certainly leave your face with the mark of angel claws.~" "If yer on the floor, you give up yer hand!" *stops laughing and sits back up, sneering* "Nnnever!"
"So I find you here...father." "I came here to let father know he's got something he owes me." "...it's...not finished." "Hmh. Typical." "Y'know what?! HA! I win! I'll take my treasure. I'll take the ship. And YOU two. Let's! We're going! I changed me mind suddenly!" "Let me guess. To the crystal tropics, hm?" "Wh-! You-!..NO! We're not sailing anywhere near the blasted place!" "To port?" "Nay, starboard." "Or where she takes the sails to! You think you're so smart boy? You can't tame the sea! Y' can't even tame yer nose." "What does that even mean?"
Boop snoots
Not boots
" Opulus hummed to himself cheerily as he spiraled casually through the air like a kite on a string toward the Castle Lord.
Let us begin our first official club meeting.
We have a club? I don't remember signing up. I don't remember making this optional~<3
Then... explain what it is... and why we are in it... Of course, my fair lady! This is... the Winterhearth Ghost Club! Pretty self explanatory. We're ghosts. We live in the same village. Thus, I created a club for us. Why? *high pitched whine* "WhYyYyYYy?" Pfft, like I'd tell you. Figure it out, sweetheart. Why? Ahahaha, because I'm lonely and my bird brained master stresses me out. Won't you please humor me, oh Brianne the great? ...Very well... What do we do... as club members? The first thing we do is... decide what our club activities are because I didn't think about it! Heh... bird brained lackey. Ha ha ha. You are sooo hilarious. ...Take your time... and call on me again... once there is... a plan... for this club... *vanishes* As you wish, Madam Brianne! ...So let's talk about your crush on her, because I'm getting secondhand embarrassment over here. Crush?? Oh no no no. I'm only trying to live a good afterlife in this realm by not angering any fearsome beings. I mean, did you see that? Everything she said was italicized! It creeps me the heck out! ...I have no idea what you're talking about, but I've learned to ignore your crazy rambling. It's okay. A-hem, this meeting is now adjourned, so beat it. Oh, and think up some ideas for our ghost club! Byeeeeeeee <3 *floats away to bother someone else*
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(waiting on the phone for someone to pick up)
I need your help can you come here
well then hurry up and come over here
What do you mean you cant find them?
What do you mean theres only soup?
?WELL THEN GET OUT OF THE SOUP AISLE
What do you mean theres more soup?
?go into the next aisle
WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW ?
?WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOURE AT SOUP?
WHAT STORE ARE YOU IN?
WHY ARE YOU BUYING CLOTHES AT THE SOUP STORE?
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