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[calls_for]

On top of Bar is a small green fuzzy puppet.

He’s eating Peeps.

Maybe he’ll share?

[Cthulhu]

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[garbage_boy]

At the bar is someone who is trying to figure out how this is working, exactly.

Maybe it's got those clear puppet strings you have to catch the light just right to see. But then where do they go? To the rafters? And how is it eating?

This investigation probably doesn't necessitate leaning over with his head at a 90-degree angle and staring with baffled intensity, but... well, this is why Linguini's not a detective.

[calls_for]

"What are you looking at, kid?"

Look! It speaks too!

[garbage_boy]

So it does.

So it does.

He jumps.

"Uhhhh..." ...and looks up at the rafters, and doesn't see anyone, or any shadows that could possibly be an anyone.

"...you?" Well. Points for honesty?

[calls_for]

If Cthulhu had lids, he'd be blinking them.

"Well, yeah, I can see that. Why?"

[garbage_boy]

"Be... cause... there aren't a lot of-- I mean you're..." Super accompanying hand gestures, go! "...a puppet."

"Right?"

[calls_for]

"...I'm one of kind, if that's what you mean," Cthulhu says, staring at the kid. It's kind of his default expression.

"You must be pretty sane."

[garbage_boy]

Blink.

"Well-- I guess-- thank you?"

...that's a compliment, isn't it? If you squint.

[calls_for]

More an observation.

"Eh, don't worry, it won't last." He sounds certain of that.

Another Peep disappears between his tentacles.

[garbage_boy]

Linguini is not very well-versed in the art of compliment, so 'you're probably not crazy' sorta sounds like one.

He looks a little unsettled by that last thing, but doesn't say anything about it and stares at the green puppet thing instead.

"...what are you eating?"

[calls_for]

"Jeez, kid, you've never had a Peep?" Cthulhu waves a blue one at him.

[garbage_boy]

"No... what are they?"

...they don't look very appetizing. Especially the blue one.

[calls_for]

Alfredo might get the impression that Cthulhu is gaping at him. Jus' sayin'.

"They're sugar coated marshmallow chicks," he says once he recovers. "They're the closest thing I've found to souls."

Clearly, this means they are awesome.

[garbage_boy]

He did gape first. Although Cthulhu is a fuzzy green puppet eating Peeps, so really that was maybe justified.

"...souls?"

There is more staring at the Peeps.

[calls_for]

"Yeah! Peeps are like the addictive sugary rush you get when you snap a man's mind, break his will, and swallow his soul. Once you have one, you just can't stop." The blue Peep disappears into the flapping tentacles.

"Here, have one." A pink Peep is flung in Alfredo's direction.

[garbage_boy]

While the mun attemps to recover from that icon,

he catches it and stares at it, looking... troubled, a bit.

"Thanks? But you don't really swallow peoples' souls," he says in a tone that is half-question.

It's a puppet! Surely it is merely a puppet with an odd sense of humor.

Plus he's hesitant to believe that souls taste like marshmallows.

[calls_for]

He does have an odd sense of humor!

"Of course I do. I'm Cthulhu."

Unfortunately, he hasn't really used it in this conversation yet.