Phaedrus De Fang walks back in. He sits down at the bar and orders a glass of water. "After what happened to me last time I walked into this bar, I ain't ordering anything alcoholic!" He then apologizes to the bartender for insinuating that his bar sucks, but does insist that the renegades Do make the place smell like rotten meat. "I do suggest getting rid of them, or at least lining them up along one wall for all the patrons of the bar to shoot at."
Seeing kcat walk towards him, Phaedrus De Fang decides to go over and sit in the corner to drink his water.
"By the way, does anyone know the meaning of purple smoke? I've been seeing it a lot recently."
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Life: Terminal, unrecoverable, completely useless phenomonon - Me