"All I can give with that is just water and some information." the waiter said with a drawl. He got up and left and would soon return with an ice cold glass of water that gleamed in the dimness with all those dots of condensation. "There you go ma'am," he said , "As for the second part. Well if you need a job it don't hurt much to look around. Here we could always use more dishwashers and servers. But if that ain't your cup of tea and you like something more active I hear the Sentinels are look for more recruits. If you decide to join they might cut you some slack to help speed up the recruitment process."

Pisco who was caught dead center of the mini stampede ran like hell to a side. But not before he grabbed a small child almost tackling him of from the main avenue. After the dust cleared up both literally and figuratively there was one big concerto of mooing as the animals collectively meandered. Dropping the crying kid to someone who looked like his mother he ran off back to his stall. A bunch of them were already crowding up the area. Some kid began to ride ride into the scene with a hapless look on his face. "I'M SO-SORRY EVERYONE!" he yelled as he yelled at the cattle and tried to herd them back to no avail.