When she finally noticed "the great mobile armory", equipped with swords, guns and all the stuff, walking in the bar, she was, of course, in the middle of yawning. Therefore, for next five or ten seconds Patri just sat on the sofa silently, staring at it, with her mouth half-open...
- My my... that outfit looks strangely familiar. But why HERE? And why ARMED, in the middle of the Pub? - she thought, trying to stay calm, - Well, i guess i should try asking. That's what i am here for, afterall.
She stretched herself, took a photo of "weird company" with her PDA camera, instantly sending it somewhere, - and put on her "smiling face". Some of the attendants may find this smile of her alarmingly familiar, reminding of one patricular person.
- Umm, mister robocop walking armory tin can, sir~? Hello~? - she said, still sitting on the sofa and energetically waving to the person who just took a chair near the girl in weird red dress.
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