open to. @dethtrap's helena ridley ! setting. bear paw diner, early evening.
Β Β Β " you ! " an unseemly exclamation, with matters made worse by a finger directly pointed at the other β perhaps they were lucky to inhabit bear paw during their slower hours. allegra would hate to embarrass helena. at least, more than she already has. they promptly slid into the booth, worn vinyl squeaking with every shifting movement, all the while a grin remained plastered upon her features. " you're famous around here, no ? ridley, is it ? ridley, ridley, ridley β it's all the people talk about ! town gossips ... the worst, but pay no mind to them β bored, is what they are, i'm sure of it. " truth be told, allegra was merely in the same state, sharing the boredom post-potluck, opting to people watch and test how much human food their stomach could handle, or tongue could still taste β being turned before the dawn of the mikshake has been such a pain, truly. " would you like me to smite them all for you ? "
