******_

Java lets out a shakey chuckle.

java_

Seo, have you ever heard of the illusion of choice?

seo_

...uh?

java_

Never mind.

******_

He looks back to his bowl of soup worryingly. It looks like something's moving in it...

java_

This is edible, yeah?

java_

...is she poisoning you--

ram_

Shut up and eat you frick.

******_

Seo eats as though nothing's amiss.

seo_

Doesn't taste like poison.

java_

Hm...

java_

Well... the beans in this soup are pretty good.

ram_

So ya think those're beans, huh?

java_

Ah, suddenly I'm too full to go on.

******_

Seo claims his bowl and digs in.

java_

I'm indebted to you once more, Seo.

ram_

Whatever.

******_

The swing of the entrance door temporarily breaks the tension.

midi_

We're ready to go! ^^

blinkie_

Where are we headed, Java?

java_

Great timing! We just finished eating.

ram_

Eat shit...

******_

Java moves his antennae-antlers around to get some kind of signal.

java_

Looks like we're journeying south.

blinkie_

Wonderful. Anyone have any questions before we head off?

java_

Hm....

******_

Java turns back to Ram.

java_

Oh yeah, your hair.

ram_

Yeah, what about it?

java_

Doesn't it bother you?

ram_

...no, does it bother you?

midi_

Ahaha... Let's get going.