Originally Posted by Chaotic Bob
They'll get a few minutes, before he gets bored and tosses some water at their heads, from nearby glasses.
The blarg blinks awake, trying to work out where exactly she's wound up. Seeing that she's still in the bar, she calms down a little... but still needs to determine how
exactly she wound up in a seat.
"What's going onses? Which one is best-knocker?"