[Sometime around lunch, the radio cuts on to the sound of young, feminine giggles, surrounded by ambient noise of conversation and silverware clinking on plates.]
“Penis.”
[More giggles]
“Penis.”
[A different voice, a tiny bit louder this time]
“Penis.”
[The first voice again, with more giggles. This goes on for a couple more exchanges until a someone else approaches their table sounding amused, and utterly recognizable as Bastet.]
“Penis.”
[There’s a pause, then the girls burst into laughter once more. The game goes a couple more rounds, with Bastet participating; suddenly, there’s the sound of someone else coming up to the table, and yet another voice breaking in--this one male, smug and utterly unpleasant.]
“Well, if that’s what you ladies want to order, me and my buddies can help you out.”
[The table goes silent for a moment, until a a small “hrkh” is heard from the new arrival. Bastet’s voice is easy, but with an unmistakable edge.]
“No, we didn’t order this...but even if we had, I’d have to send it back.” [The man whimpers.] “It feels a little underdone to me.” [Another whimper.]
“In fact, the more I look, the less appealing it seems.”
[The man starts to babble something that sounds like pleading, protesting and apologizing all at once]
“Ah, well.” [There’s a gasp, and the sound of someone heavy falling to the ground.] “Maybe it’ll better suit the diners at another table.”
[Her next words are far more relaxed, and directed towards the two girls, even as she speaks over the sound of quiet groaning.]
“I gotta get back to the store. You kids enjoy your game, though, hmm?”
[The man lets out one last wheeze as Bastet steps on him, then heads out of the restaurant]
(ooc: And for those unfamiliar, they're playing
the Penis Game. XD)