"I'm fine, and thank you waiter", Buck throws a G.P. on the counter.

"I'm in a hurry - I'll just have the mushroom platter with a side-order of chips, and a mug of real ale. And a blueberry pie."

"Fine choices all.  If it would speed the gentleman's meal it can be pureed together?"

"An excellent suggestion. In fact, let's really save some time. Just throw it into the toilet for me."

"That is contrary to my programming, but if the gentleman insists,"  Somewhere in the works of the droid a ratchet spins, and a small puff of steam vents from its forehead. "Ah, this is humor, of a specifically sarcastic nature?  If it pleases I will serve the meal a la carte.  If there is no other order?"

Quazarn waves is hand in pensive, Kenobian manner.  "No, no, I...I am...complete.  Thank you."

Quote from: ttagxamm;250040"Excellent, sir, but please choose: hen, serpent, spider, or roof lizard," intones the antique 'droid.

Quote from: wulfgar;250044"Roof lizard"

Quote from: Age of Fable;250255"I'm in a hurry - I'll just have the mushroom platter with a side-order of chips, and a mug of real ale. And a blueberry pie."

Quote from: Coffee;250086Zarko holds off on ordering anything, but watches with sick fascination as Creature drinks his glass of roof lizard eggs. (Yuck!)

As he brings out the hobling's meal the 'droid notes Zarko's incredulous eyebrows and curled lip. "It is true," comments the 'droid, "or so I am told, that roof lizard eggs are an acquired taste.  But I assure you, sir, that our kitchen adheres strictly to all provisions of the Galactic Foodstuffs Act, despite this fallen age in which we labor.  I am reminded of a Terran ode...If I may?"  

With only the slightest pause to calibrate his voice modulator he continues,

   "I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
in midst of other woe than ours,
and the slithy toves, (to whom thou say'st
'Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!')
did gyre and gimble in the wabe
and all ye need to know is not fade away
and that has made all the difference."

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;250320Quazarn waves is hand in pensive, Kenobian manner.  "No, no, I...I am...complete.  Thank you."

Whirring contentedly the robodroid inclines his brass and bronzewood head in a gesture somehow both deferential and smug.  "I am pleased you found my recitation satisfactory, sir.  It is most gratifying to meet a fellow student of the ars xenopoetica."

There is little conversation as Hobson and Creature enjoy their late meals.  The roof lizard eggs make a fine, if somewhat gritty smoothie, and though the kitchen has served him a mushroom pie with fried blueberries and chips on the side Hobson finds it quite tasty.  

The sky darkens to indigo, and the multiplex moons of Vanth crowd overhead.  The hobling at the next table mutters to himself under his breath.  At some point he disappears without any of your noticing he's left.  

The robodroid waiter has begun to hoist the chairs onto the tables inside the cafe when a sleek black limbo van sulks up to the curb.  The side door opens and a pair of orcs in black nightgowns and chauffeur's caps shoulder out of the van.  "Madame sent us.  Pick-up four for Bigby's.  Four, three, two, one, one" counts off an orc. "Big 'un gonna take two spaces, urm?"

"Bahum, here's one takes up half a space.  Makes up for it," the other replies, poking a thumb at Hobson.  "Load up, geezers.   Chaim Uruk's Sleepin' Car Service atcher service."

[how much does the meal cost?]

Quote from: Age of Fable;250370[how much does the meal cost?]

[For now everything except gear costs 1 GC unless I specify otherwise.  If you guys start earning treasure I'll probably just tithe you a percentage between adventures to represent food, lodging, carousing, making bail, etc.]

[Don't mean to stall, but I had to figure out a way to get you dudes to the Brawl and a jump cut didn't feel right, especially with your new companion in tow.

[I'm realizing, however, that I left things at a point with limited choices for the players, so feel free to fill in conversation that may have taken place during your meal, any visions or portents dreamed during your overnight stay in the sleeper car, or pre-fight warm-up activities.  Tonight the Brawl begins...]

"Did you guys arrange this?" I say, indicating the orcs.

So the nightgown clad orcs are here to pick us up?  Oh ok.  At first read I thought they had come to the restaurant to pickup a latenight take out order for Bigby- he must have the munchies.

Quote from: wulfgar;250399So the nightgown clad orcs are here to pick us up?  Oh ok.  At first read I thought they had come to the restaurant to pickup a latenight take out order for Bigby- he must have the munchies.

Har.  Originally I had them dressed in livery, but nightgowns seemed more in keeping with their line of work.  Uh, I guess?

Creature gets in.