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[colour_girl]

Iris feels like today is a hat day, therefore she enters the bar for the first time in a little over a month, hat upon her head.

She blinks at all the walking and talking puppets.

"Huh."

Then, with a content smile, she heads to a table, where she orders a root beer float from a passing waitrat. It's a root beer float day, too.

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[mogget_cat]

She may very well find a forlorn little kitty puppet flopped on one of the other chairs at her table.

Sigh.

[colour_girl]

Iris doesn't notice the forlorn little kitty puppet until the float arrives. Then, as she takes a sip, she sees it.

And there is blinking.

"Yrael?"

[mogget_cat]

"Got it in one," says the flopped puppet without appearing to move its mouth.

[colour_girl]

She kinda stares. Then starts giggling.

Because it's Yrael. As a puppet.

Who wouldn't giggle at that?