((Welcome back to Rudi's!

Note that this is just supposed to be a fun RP. No big fights, no invading Sues, just agents chilling out and enjoying the atmosphere.

Standard rules apply: no controlling other people's agents (actions, speech, thoughts, or interactions with objects), no starting fights, no provoking a HQ-wide emergency, and no shoes in the pool. Please write all posts in third-person past tense for a uniform style. Canonicity in the PPCverse is optional according to the writer.

Enjoy your stay!))

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Valon shifted uncomfortably into a seat. “Kala? Are you sure Rudi’s was the best idea? I know that I was kinda punch-drunk, but this is still a bar.”

Kala, whose anatomy didn’t allow her to sit, simply settled herself opposite to Valon and grinned wickedly. “I could convince you further. Besides, bars aren’t just places to get drunk, despite what you said the first time we came here. There’s food, there’s soda, and right now there’s you and me.”

“I guess that’s a point.” Valon picked up his menu and started perusing the contents.