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[callmefelicia]

Adam emerges from the staff quarters, not in a frock for once - it's way too hot to dress up - instead shirtless and bandana'd. He bounces over to the Bar and gets ready to start his shift

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[majorinyri]

"Uhm, can I have a Whyren's Reserve..." Inyri starts, then drifts off, eyeing the dinobabies. She hefts the puppy in her arms up and blinks.

[duck_bill]

"Hello!" says one of said dinobabies.

And blinks back.

"Of course you may. But what is one of those?"

[majorinyri]

She smiles at the dinobaby. "Uhm, Whyren's? It's alcohol...something fighter pilots like to sustain themselves with."

[callmefelicia]

"Like this", Adam puts in, setting a glass of it down on the Bar.

[duck_bill]

"Oh! Are you a human-pilot?!" Ducky beams.

She found one!

"Cera, Petrie! It is a human-pilot!"

[petriedino]

Petrie comes fluttering over, delighted.

"Hello!"

[majorinyri]

Inyri takes the drink with a nod. "Thank you. And yes. I'm a human pilot."

[tinyceratops]

"Human-pilot!" Cera cries, bouncing up at knee height. "Human-pilots and three-horns are best friends!"