Lobby
Yeah? That's, uh, really good. You have a makeout yet?
(WWWOW FORWARD)
(Looks at Reigen.) ...I see. Mister Abandonato should be able to help you with this. Still, I believe a convening is in order to discuss your situation in the town. Would you mind if we gathered in the dining area.
Hospital
(The little shitgoblin convulses on the floor, headless.)
(The woman rouses slightly to see Chris leaving.)
Wh—... did—...?
Peter's room
…
(Sighs, vaguely indignant.)
...Yes, Her. That would be Soraya Montenegro, Sovereign of Hell, Queen of All Demons. This—... It really is appalling you don't know of Her, actually. Have you been living underground or something...?
Dining Area
…
(Her eyes narrow a little, but she nonetheless jots down the drink and nods.)
Very well. I'll go and get your tea, you can go ahead and peruse the buffet while I do this.
(Limps off on her crutches, paper with the order on it in tow.)
(Only Other Guy in This Dining Area has returned to the buffet for seconds... or thirds? However manys.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Something like that, yeah. Where'd she come from?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Mob, if you would be so kind as to show some of the results of my training.