Ferrahn: Errand, move the pink one down. He should be looking at the other cakes. Errand: . . . no, he's fine where he is. Seph: Why don't each of you pick one to place around the er...cafe? *grin*

Ferrahn: This one is mine. Errand: I'm gonna move Ten.

Ferrahn: Where are you moving it? Errand: Down here.

Errand: There. Ten's deciding which cake to eat. Seph: *grin*

Luthien: And this worried one looks so because he's wondering if the food on the table is poisoned. Will he die swiftly or languish in a slow and painful death? Seph: *laughs*

Ferrahn: And this one is here because he's in charge of this whole place. Seph: *grin*

Ferrahn: There. He's in charge of the cash register where the money is. And from Seph, we know money is power. Seph: I never taught you that. -_- Ferrahn: It's a simple lesson to pick up. Seph: For some of you. =P

Seph: I'll have Ryu look at Ten to see what he decides to eat. ^_^

And they discuss what each Street Boy might be thinking, or feeling, or wanting...

Seph: Right, we're done. ^_^ Ferrahn: *purrs* Errand: That was all right. Any more toys to play with? Seph: ^_^; Nothing new.

Errand: So what should we do now? Seph: Well, the thing about toys is, you don't have to just place them in one position. Like just now, you can keep moving them around. Errand: That'll become boring after a while. Seph: Well, I've found that even if you have the same toys for years and years, as long as you are eager to play, they'll never become boring. ^_^ Errand: We'll see. Seph: Yes, you'll see. *grin* Errand: So what should we do now? Seph: Sleep? ^_^; The cats: *purr*

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