[After Penelo's had
a moment to recover from the shock of her letter, she grabs her phone, looking less than happy. Sure she can nag and scold like the best of the white mages, but by and large, it's pretty hard to anger her. This time, she's livid.]
Whoever 'Bear' is, this is not funny! [She holds up the offending letter which is now crumpled into a ball.] I hope a dozen Entites chase you from one side of Gaia to the next!
[Too bad for anyone in Figaro looking for a meal today. Penelo's locked the cafe up tight with a sign saying 'Closed' slapped on the front. Obviously she's around though if the intermittent sounds of her throwing cookware and sobbing her heart out are any hint.]