"Yo, Scribble Girl."
Roberta is about as blunt as possible as she hangs from the upper level of the mall, legs wrapped around the handrail, torso stretched to cover the distance and head level with Robyn's, though upside-down, hair and jacket hanging. She's got a plate of syrup-drenched pancakes in one hand, and a whole pitcher of juice in the other.
Ignorant of how this moisture might make Robyn uncomfortable, Roberta continues "New here? You should get the good stuff first. There's always spare cereal and toast, but the pancakes and bacon get eaten up fast. You picked a good corner though - easy to spot people before they spot you. Hey, if anyone asks if you've seen me, maybe talking about getting me to do a job, do me a solid and tell them I'm hanging out in the arcade. I'll owe you one?"
She has no intention of going to the arcade, of course. As she waits for a reply, Roberta sticks out her tongue, rolling it into a tube and doing a few loops as she dips it into her juice, and drinking through this unusual straw.
Roberta is about as blunt as possible as she hangs from the upper level of the mall, legs wrapped around the handrail, torso stretched to cover the distance and head level with Robyn's, though upside-down, hair and jacket hanging. She's got a plate of syrup-drenched pancakes in one hand, and a whole pitcher of juice in the other.
Ignorant of how this moisture might make Robyn uncomfortable, Roberta continues "New here? You should get the good stuff first. There's always spare cereal and toast, but the pancakes and bacon get eaten up fast. You picked a good corner though - easy to spot people before they spot you. Hey, if anyone asks if you've seen me, maybe talking about getting me to do a job, do me a solid and tell them I'm hanging out in the arcade. I'll owe you one?"
She has no intention of going to the arcade, of course. As she waits for a reply, Roberta sticks out her tongue, rolling it into a tube and doing a few loops as she dips it into her juice, and drinking through this unusual straw.