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[tattoofists]

[The comm clicks on to the sound of footsteps on an empty corridor. It's some crazy hour of the night and Cliff's been wandering the halls, trying to get signal on his own personal comm and waiting for the desire to sleep to kick in. He might be a little tired, almost, but now a new problem has arrived.]

Hey, uh. Anyone awake?

Where's the best place

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[Audio]

[skinbrand]

Is the buffet off-limits at midnight?

[She hesitates, but isn't one to pussyfoot around, so just goes and asks.]

And, if I could ask you a favor...

[Audio]

[tattoofists]

Nope. I just got some grub there with Marco. It's all open and the food is hot. Kinda creepy in way.

[Or convienient.]

Uh. Sure. What's up?

[Audio]

[skinbrand]

... I've never caught anybody restocking.

[Another item on her Things-To-Stalk list. Nel doesn't creep, she keeps an eye on people!]

Trying to stay occupied. Have you noticed the empty restaurants just sitting around?

[Audio]

[tattoofists]

Me either.

[It's one of those things he's trying not to think about too much.]

Yeah, they're kinda hard to miss.

[Pause.]

Alright, what're you thinking?

[Audio]

[skinbrand]

[At least Nel is one of those people who will accept "magic" as a possible explanation.]

I want to get one up and running, but I can't do it alone. So long as you don't have other activities taking up too much of your time--

[UH HUH SURE]

--and if it wouldn't be overkill to ask, your help there would be appreciated.