The Rotten Rabbit Tavern

Bean and Bark re-enter the topic and tavern.

As does the Apathic.

Edward suddenly barges into the tavern.

Ramses looks up at Edward, but quickly disregards him, goes over to his booth, and apparently takes a nap.

Edward sits down at a table as Fang re-enters the topic. Bean turns towards him.
Bean: FANG! YOU'RE BACK! I MISSED YOU, MAN!
Fang: Shut up.

Meanwhile, the Apathic sits down at a different table while Uxie continues reading its newspaper.

Fang sits down at a table as well.

All of the members of the Bronze Knight Brigade enter the tavern and sit down at a table.
Clint: *Whispering* This doesn't really like our kind of place...
Walter: *Whispering* I've heard the drinks here are great. Come on, you'll love it.

Meanwhile, some repair guys finally put up the door.
Repairman: All set. This baby won't be kicked down soon.
Fenris kicks down the door and enters the tavern.
Repairman: Oh, COME ON!

Bean looks over at Fenris.
Bean: Oh, it's a new guy!

Fenris sits down at a random table.

*Gordon and Sekai comes and sits on the bar's stools.*

Gordon: Let's get a drink before we begin our search for the cure. Uh.. what is this gas anyway?

Sekai: It's called the Grimace Gas. When you inhale that, you'll end up like the Happy Family and will be forced to kill people. Though your personality remains the same, your sanity isn't.

Gorodn: It's a good think you're controlling it. Anyway.. *to the bartender* Bartender, two mugs of root beer please!

Old Man Sam tosses two glasses of root beer to Gordon almost instantly. Several people at the bar glare at both Gordon and Sekai.

OOC: Uh, Karasz...If Sekai had the Grimace Gas In her, I'm pretty sure she would be crazy and try to be killing everyone/getting them into the Family.

OOC: Well look, when Gordon with Sekai and she started to go ka-bonkers because of the gas, Gordon must try to stop her by telling her to control her self, not letting the gas control her. It happens once and awhile.

OOC: Don't you think you should ask Alex first? Seriously, this is Alex's plot, not yours.

OOC: Well I'm sure Alex read my post in Copper Town. I don't know what is his reaction is, but one of us should ask him.

Gordon: Thanks lad. *drinks the root beer*

Sekai: Umm, how did it taste?

Gordon: Not as good as the root beer I tasted, but it's ok.

OOC: You ask him. Its your question, not mine.

Old Man Sam wonders if Gordon is blind, as he's older than him and therefore Gordon shouldn't be calling him "lad".

Gordon: What? Oh, sorry about that. *laughs neverously.* Anyway, do you think you can help us, sir? We're looking for the cure for the Grimace Gas.

*The piano player stopped playing the piano.*

OOC: And, one last thing, shouldn't ALEX decide the cure?

OOC: Yes.

Old Man Sam shakes his head as it turns out the piano player only stopped playing because his hands hurt.

OOC: Hi, my name is Karasz. I'll ignore every "rule" that's been set up about the Grimace Gas and make my own cure for it, even though Alex should be the one who makes up the cure, just because I like to destroy plots that are Alex's or Zec's.

OOC: Exactly my point.