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Letting the intel your boys have obtained simmer in your head, you turn to Sybil for advice–they good to go?
“Yes please!” Art chimes in over the sound of food being eaten in the background.
“Some more information would be useful,” Sybil frowns, rubbing her chin in thought, “but this is Atlantis we’re talking about–it’s a wonder that they have anything translated at all, much less available.” The Goth gives you a nod. “We’re not flying blind anymore–if that’s all they found, it should be enough.”
Shooting her a thumb’s up, you tell Art and the others to pack it in–you tracked down a boat and you want ‘em all on it!
“Uh… sure, that can work.” Art responds in a clearly surprised tone.
“We’ll be there in a jiff!” Eddie shouts, prompting the sound of shattering glassware in the background!
“Uh… we’ll be there SOON.” Tucker adds as the rest of the guys start to clean whatever spilled. “Where exactly should we meet you guys? There’s still a lot of skeletons around…”
The RESTAURANT is probably a bad idea, so you opt for something simpler–head to the shore near PITCHFORK ROCK–you’ll pick them up there!
“.... which one?”
What does he MEAN, which one, you sputter incredulously! The shore near the rock, duh!
“Dat’ uh… dat’ ain’t really clear, cupcake. There’s a whole lotta’ beach across from da’ rock…”
Responding to your skeleton’s feedback with a dramatic groan, you give your directions one more try: there’s a STRIP JOINT on the way to the BOARDWALK called the SURF N’ TURF–you’ll meet them on the beach around there!
“... first thing that popped into your head, huh?” Tucker asks as Syb shoots you a sideways glance too.
“Why um… any particular reason why that was your first idea, Stanley?”
You uh… it’s, er… you passed it a lot in your BATTING CAGE days, okay?! It’s not weird! Shut up!
“We went in there a lot, though, didn’t we?” Ly helpfully asks. “You was always sayin’ ya’ had ta’ use da’ bathroom, but then we’d buy a drink an-”
The BATHROOM! Yep, that’s the reason right there! Weak bladder–can’t help it! Anyways, you continue at a mile a minute, they can head there and wait! O-on the BEACH, that is! Pervs!
“... Okie dokie.” Tucker replies with a shrug in his voice.
“That DEMON taken care of, Stan?” Art asks as he and Tucker switch places. “Had more than enough excitement today already.”
Sure, you nod, you scared it off!
“... so it’s still ALIVE, then.”
Man, you’ve got some real ACE DICKS on the case today, don’t you? Quit analyzing everything you’re saying and get the hell over here! STAN OUT!
Shoving your radio deep into your pocket, you give your BFF a chipper nod–that settles that, then!
>CONTD.
