9:57:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya

9:58:13 PM TKirr: Hey

9:59:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: How's it going?

9:59:35 PM TKirr: All right, you?

9:59:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Not bad, thanks

10:01:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Rob

10:01:28 PM Jusstin Case: Hello, every-- err ... two of you!

10:02:51 PM TKirr: Heya.

10:03:38 PM Jusstin Case: So ...

10:03:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah....

10:04:10 PM Jusstin Case: Shoney

10:04:12 PM Jusstin Case: 's

10:04:31 PM Jusstin Case: I guess that's where everybody is tonight?

10:05:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Doc

10:05:21 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Hiy guys

10:05:48 PM Jusstin Case: Whatever it was, I didn't do it.

10:08:26 PM Jusstin Case: Everyone's weekends go well?

10:08:39 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Gem

10:08:53 PM TKirr: I'm on my weekend, actually. =P

10:09:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Mine starts after tonight's shift. :v

10:09:24 PM Jusstin Case: Ahh.

10:09:32 PM Charity Suite: Pleh ... reformat ... the way to figure out slowly how many stupid programs you forget that you have on your cpmputer and have to install.  :-P

10:09:54 PM ColDougMcKnight: Evening, everyone.

10:10:07 PM LtCmdrBusard: Hoy. Sorry, was distracted by Xbox

10:10:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Percy, Doug

10:10:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, that's everyone!

10:10:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: At only ten after, even!

10:10:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Something I've meant to run by y'all...

10:11:05 PM Jusstin Case: Yes, I like the new hair color.

10:11:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Since we always run the sim about 90 minutes anyway to actually keep the plot moving, would anyone have a problem with officially setting the sim to 90 minutes long?

10:11:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: And actually 90 minutes, not say 90 and run for 120.

10:11:56 PM Jusstin Case: Ah.

10:12:16 PM ColDougMcKnight: Actually, I don't mind that as a general guideline, but I don't much like making it a restriction, to be honest.

10:12:28 PM ColDougMcKnight: Sometimes, 11:30 rolls around, and there's just more to be said.

10:12:40 PM LtCmdrBusard: I'm with Mike there.

10:12:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Makes sense.

10:13:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I do try to pause at plot appropriate moments, but usually at 11 we just have more to do, so we always run late.

10:13:35 PM Jusstin Case: Yeah, I don't have a problem occasionally extending to 11:30, but if we go any farther beyond that, it starts getting hairy for me, 'cause I've got to be at work early on Wednesdays.

10:13:53 PM Jusstin Case: And I don't like hairy.

10:14:01 PM TKirr: It sounds to me that 11:30 is a good compromise for now. =P

10:14:06 PM Jusstin Case: Or Harry.

10:14:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Any naysayers to the idea?

10:14:52 PM Charity Suite: Nope, fine with me.

10:15:36 PM LtCmdrBusard: What about arghleblarghlesayers?

10:15:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: They're right out.

10:16:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: OK then, 11:30 it is.

10:16:12 PM LtCmdrBusard: :-(

10:16:21 PM LtCmdrBusard: Oh, also, I should warn everyone.

10:16:41 PM LtCmdrBusard: If I come off as odder than usual tonight, it is because I'm hopped up on Percocet.

10:16:42 PM Charity Suite: You had chili for dinner?

10:16:48 PM Charity Suite: Ah.

10:16:55 PM Jusstin Case: Wisdom teeth?

10:17:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Oh boy!

10:17:39 PM LtCmdrBusard: Nope. Shoulder muscle trouble.

10:17:49 PM TKirr: Ew... don't envy you, but glad that it's done I bet.

10:17:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Tonight we pick up right where we left off, Breakfast at Tiff- er, Shoney's.

10:18:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, sorry, Commander if you will?

10:18:06 PM TKirr: Yes.

10:18:10 PM TKirr: ::TWEEEEEEEEET::

10:18:22 PM Jusstin Case: ::AA::

10:18:40 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Picard maneuvers, then AA::

10:19:04 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: AA :::

10:19:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: So yes, Breakfast at Shoney's with Dr. Evaz, and those who weren't at Shoney's well, no bacon for you.

10:19:48 PM Jusstin Case: [Phew!]

10:20:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Which reminds me, Glenn isn't here yet and I missed that.

10:20:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Anyway,

10:20:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN BACON

10:20:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN BACON

10:20:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN BACON

10:20:33 PM Jusstin Case: ::bacons::

10:20:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::bacons::

10:21:08 PM Jusstin Case: ::which, I guess is the verb that means "to eat bacon"::

10:21:42 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Percy not only bacons, she also waffles!::

10:21:50 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: eating her lovely dinner :: Honey, I think this is real bacon wrapped around this steak.

10:21:59 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Takes a seat at the table, laying down his plate on which he has laid down some thick cut bacon strips around the perimeter of his pile of chicken and waffles.  And now...the syrup!::

10:22:27 PM TKirr: ((Oh god I'm gonna be so hungry after this sim. -_-))

10:22:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::happens to be dining at the same restaurant where Carre is, also marveling at the bacon wrapped around her steak:: Meat... wrapped around other meat! I love earth food!

10:23:39 PM Jusstin Case: ::in between bites of bacon-fried bacon:: So, Dr. Evaz ...

10:23:58 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Looks over at McKnight with a smirk:: Think you've got enough syrup?

10:24:00 PM Jusstin Case: You're ... not exactly ... human ... are you?

10:24:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Astute observation.

10:24:16 PM Jusstin Case: ::munch, munch::

10:24:28 PM Charity Suite: ::comes back to the table with her plate adorned with grits n' eggs n' bacon::

10:25:03 PM Charity Suite: ::slides in next to Jusstin and swipes a slice of bacon from his plate when he smiles at her::

10:25:20 PM Charity Suite: (Heya, Glenn, we're baconning)

10:25:21 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins::  You shouldn't smirk while asking silly questions, Percy.

10:25:30 PM EnsRyanCarter: ((bacon explosion??))

10:25:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Hiya Glenn)

10:25:37 PM EnsRyanCarter: ((Hey everyone)

10:25:42 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::To his credit, he does stop short of drowning the dish in pure sugar.::

10:25:53 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::baconing with the best of them::

10:26:01 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: offers Mr. Carre a bite :: Doesn't that taste just like bacon? I'm sure it must be...

10:26:03 PM Charity Suite: (Even Roxy and her mysterious partner are baconning!)

10:26:27 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Grins back:: Aw, but it's so much fun.

10:27:33 PM Jusstin Case: [Ooh!  I got it!  Baconing is like getting high -- but with bacon!]

10:27:38 PM Charity Suite: ::puts bacon salt on her eggs::

10:27:42 PM Jusstin Case: [Instead of baking, you're baconing!]

10:27:58 PM Charity Suite: (God, I'm so bacced)

10:28:16 PM LtCmdrBusard: (I'm so Bached)

10:28:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Well, maybe I once was human, it's been so long, I'm not sure.

10:28:23 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::gets his pancakes, which for some reason just looks like a platter of weaved bacon::

10:28:25 PM Jusstin Case: ::blinks:: I'm not sure I follow you.

10:28:27 PM ColDougMcKnight: If you say so.  But I prefer to free my mouth up for the finer things in life.  Like maple flavored bacon.

10:28:30 PM Charity Suite: ::looks up:;  Once?

10:28:32 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Nom nom nom::

10:28:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I am from Earth, originally.

10:28:51 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Chuckles:: Good point. ::WAFFLES OMG DELICIOUS WAFFLES NOM NOM NOM::

10:29:19 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::drips syrup all over his baconcakes and starts to eat it::

10:29:28 PM Charity Suite: WHen waz 'originally'?

10:29:40 PM TKirr: ::plops the duffel containing her gear into the far end of the booth and slides in gracefully, looking for the menu::

10:30:20 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::But lookie here.  It's a side plate, with a selection of non-syruped foodstuffs.  A waffle he snags off this plate it is immediately treated to a careful pouring of syrup, several slices of bacon, then folded over.  Best sandwich EVER.::

10:30:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::lowers his voice:: Approximately seven thousand years ago.

10:30:53 PM Jusstin Case: ::chokes on his baconshake::

10:30:53 PM Charity Suite: ::starts to choke on a piece of bacon::

10:31:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits down opposite T'Kirr, famished from the jetskiing:: I'm in the mood for bacon.

10:31:16 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Looks at Charity:: Uh...are you okay?

10:31:33 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Stares, exclaiming through a mouth full of bacon and waffle::  Buwship!

10:31:44 PM Charity Suite: *koff*koff* Uh ... yassum ...  Ah think ...

10:31:54 PM TKirr: ::turns her nose up and folds open the menu, determined to find something that is not bacon:: What's the name of this place, again?

10:32:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::devouring the bacon-wrapped steak and enjoying some wine::

10:32:12 PM EnsRyanCarter: seven thousand years ago?

10:32:14 PM LtCmdrBusard: Erm...are you sure?

10:32:24 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Looks concerned::

10:32:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Big Bob's Bacon Barn.

10:32:39 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I did say 'approximately.'

10:32:41 PM Charity Suite: Seven thousind ... like ... sebenty centuries?

10:32:44 PM TKirr: ::nods resignedly::

10:32:54 PM EnsRyanCarter: like... you knew... Jesus?

10:33:09 PM Jusstin Case: More like Jesus knew *him*!

10:33:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I wasn't in that part of the world at the time.

10:33:41 PM EnsRyanCarter: which part of the world were you in?

10:33:50 PM ColDougMcKnight: Did you ever get your ass kicked by Captain Kirk?

10:33:53 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::sashays over to Ian and T'Kirr and flips a pen into her grip:: What can I do ya fer?

10:33:55 PM EnsRyanCarter: and these pancakes taste slightly meaty.

10:34:07 PM EnsRyanCarter: and crunchy for some reason.

10:34:14 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::pours more syrup::

10:34:33 PM Jusstin Case: ::steals a bite of Charity's grits::

10:34:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Britain. We were conquered by the Romans shortly after.

10:34:41 PM Jusstin Case: ::gags and decides never to attempt such a feat again::

10:34:56 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Just realizes that people are talking about something besides food::

10:35:04 PM EnsRyanCarter: bummer.

10:35:38 PM Jusstin Case: So, correct me if I'm wrong, but genetic engineering was a few millenia off at that point.  If you were human ... once ... when did you ... become something ... else?

10:35:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I don't know. Technology has just advanced to the point that I can do something about my condition.

10:36:17 PM ColDougMcKnight: I note you avoid the Captain Kirk question.  Hey, don't feel bad.  It's like...membership dues for people like you.

10:36:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::chuckles:: I did meet him once, but no ass-kicking.

10:36:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks to T'Kirr, wondering if she'll find something edible::

10:37:19 PM Charity Suite: Doncha gotta be ... Ah dunno ... kinda sick n' tired of hangin' around?

10:37:27 PM Jusstin Case: ... Dr. Evaz, have you ever gone by any other names?

10:37:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> That's precisely why I need my briefcase back.

10:37:31 PM TKirr: ::after a moment, looks up with determination:: Medium pancakes with a side of fruit?

10:37:39 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Tears the deliciously diabetic flesh from a deep fried chicken breast.  He plans to consider the conniption fit Carre will inevitably have over this revenge for a cold stethescope.::

10:37:49 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::nods as she scribbles:: And for you, sir?

10:38:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Three eggs, over hard, side of bacon, side of sausage, side of grits. Black coffee.

10:38:24 PM Charity Suite: (over hard?)

10:38:39 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Extra charcoal?)

10:38:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Yolk fully cooked?)

10:38:50 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::nods, scribbling some more:: Anything to drink?

10:38:57 PM TKirr: Waitress> Miss?

10:39:03 PM Charity Suite: (Ahhh.  Yeah, I hate runny yolk)

10:39:16 PM TKirr: Orange juice, please.

10:39:20 PM EnsRyanCarter: (I like runny yoke)

10:39:23 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::bustles off::

10:39:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (I don't know what they call that up your way! :)

10:39:31 PM LtCmdrBusard: (I hate eggs period! :-P)

10:39:38 PM EnsRyanCarter: (eggs are delicious)

10:39:53 PM LtCmdrBusard: (-ly disgusting)

10:39:54 PM Charity Suite: ::looks down at her grits, sees there's a sizeable portion missing::

10:40:00 PM Jusstin Case: [I like my eggs unfertilized.]

10:40:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::finishes her steak and notices Carre with a mysterious companion:: Ooo.

10:40:07 PM Charity Suite: ( ... )

10:40:18 PM EnsRyanCarter: (is that how you like it Rob?)

10:40:19 PM TKirr: ::frowns:: What are grits?

10:40:27 PM Charity Suite: (Your ovaries are called testicles)

10:40:29 PM Jusstin Case: [:-D]

10:40:37 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Hey chicka bump bump!)

10:40:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Grits are ground corn.

10:40:54 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Nom nom nom::

10:41:00 PM TKirr: ::perks an eyebrow in curiousity::

10:41:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: They're very good, especially with butter and pepper. You can try some of mine if you want.

10:41:33 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::returns with the steaming plates of food ten minutes later and sets them down in front of the pair and wanders off again::

10:41:47 PM Charity Suite: ::lifts her plate to see if her grits are hiding::

10:41:54 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Licking the syrup from his fingers.  Sticky hands are a disgusting sensation, but he resigned himself to the knowledge he wasn't doing this neat::  Okay, so...this thief.  I'm coming into this late, but he's the same SOB who shot you?

10:42:14 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::...Totally steals a forkful of McKnight's waffles while he isn't paying attention. Muahaha!::

10:42:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Correct.

10:42:40 PM TKirr: ::dribbles an obnoxiously tiny dab of syrup onto her pancakes and starts in on them::

10:42:46 PM Charity Suite: Is he workin' alone?

10:43:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Doubtful. The contents of that case would be quite valuable to interested parties.

10:43:11 PM Jusstin Case: ::totally doesn't have grits all over his face or anything::

10:43:19 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: has finished up her bacon-steak and is considering dessert ::

10:43:31 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Shrugs::  Well, I think I managed to brow beat those slacking morons from Alexandria to mobilize in search of the guy, so hopefully, they'll both turn up at once.

10:43:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::covers his eggs in hot sauce, and butters and peppers up the grits::

10:43:41 PM Charity Suite: What about ... an' this might seem like a silly question, but ... how old is he?

10:43:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> The thief? He's not like me.

10:44:34 PM Jusstin Case: Human?

10:45:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Could have been, you likely had a better glimpse than me.

10:45:18 PM Charity Suite: Is *everythin' * y'all need to ... do what you do ... in that there briefcase?

10:45:19 PM TKirr: ::before the pepper falls on the grits, she scoops a half-forkful lump of it off Ian's plate and tests it gingerly::

10:45:33 PM Jusstin Case: Yes, what exactly is in that briefcase, anyway?

10:45:34 PM Jusstin Case: ::bacons::

10:45:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> The sum of my research on why I am the way I am...

10:46:01 PM Charity Suite: ::glances over and sees a tell-tale grit on the side of Jusstin's mouth::

10:46:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::watches her curiously, never thought he'd see a Vulcan eating grits::

10:46:54 PM Jusstin Case: ::oblivious to Charity's visual inspections::

10:47:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::smirks and grabs her glass of wine, then figures it's time to go say hi!::

10:47:18 PM ColDougMcKnight: So...what?  If you don't get that briefcase back, some people might live longer?

10:47:26 PM TKirr: ::offers Ian a fairly neutral experssion, but indicates with a slight nod that they aren't bad::

10:47:33 PM Charity Suite: ::looks at Evaz::  So, y'all put an entire package of 'Hey there, this is incredibly important and invaluable stuff' and were lollygaggin' around a SHONEY'S??!?

10:47:39 PM ColDougMcKnight: Also, Busard, you owe me a goddam waffle.

10:47:52 PM LtCmdrBusard: What? I have no idea what you are talking about.

10:47:52 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::He demonstrates by eating ANOTHER waffle.::

10:48:07 PM Jusstin Case: ::chuckles::

10:48:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I was hungry.

10:48:14 PM EnsRyanCarter: Me too.

10:48:17 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Steal steal steal::

10:48:18 PM Jusstin Case: [::laughs!::]

10:48:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I certainly couldn't leave it at home, could I?

10:48:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::grins:: Glad you like them.

10:49:02 PM Charity Suite: ::sits back in her seat and retrieves her grit from Jusstin's person::  (m) Mine!

10:49:18 PM Jusstin Case: ::is groomed::

10:49:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::saunters up to Carre's table, glass of wine in hand:: Hiya Doc!

10:49:48 PM Charity Suite: ::makes a bacon spork and eats her remaining grits with it, biting it off as she eats the grits::

10:49:53 PM TKirr: ::returns to her pancakes, eating quite slowly::

10:50:20 PM Jusstin Case: Hm.  So, what do we do now?

10:50:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::gets some syrup and pours it on his bacon and sausage:: You can have the grits if you want them.

10:50:35 PM Charity Suite: Well ... ::chewchewswallow:: Do y'all have enny idear who that guy could be workin' with or for?

10:50:48 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: glances up from her dessert menu :: Hello Harper, I'm about to order something with fresh cherries. Would you like to join us for dessert?

10:51:00 PM ColDougMcKnight: Now, I'm getting a fresh plate.  And preparing to use my fork for other than its commonly accepted use if more of my food "mysteriously" goes missing.

10:51:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Certainly! Who's your friend?

10:51:07 PM TKirr: ::swallows:: No, that's all right. I'd prefer them plain.

10:51:17 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::...pouts::

10:51:29 PM LtCmdrBusard: But..but..food's so much BETTER when it's stolen, damnit.

10:51:39 PM ColDougMcKnight: ...Good point.

10:51:40 PM TKirr: ((lol))

10:51:45 PM ColDougMcKnight: I'll get you a plate too.

10:51:56 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Grins::

10:51:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> It could be the Orions. It could be Section 31. Maybe the Ferengi, I don't know.

10:52:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Odds are he's going to try to leave the system on a ship.

10:52:34 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::shatters a plate on the floor from somewhere behind Blackthorne and whines::

10:52:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Then let's get some plain grits. ::finds the waitress:: Hey there, Flo was it?

10:53:03 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::turns, perturbed:: Yeah?

10:53:17 PM Charity Suite: This is a big place.

10:53:18 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Shovels Percy some bacon, and homefries, with a side of pancakes.::

10:53:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Can we get another order of grits?

10:53:35 PM Charity Suite: he could be ennywhere by now.

10:53:41 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::brushes off her skirts:: Sure, honey.

10:53:43 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Half of it is, of course, gone by the time he gets back to the table.::

10:53:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Thanks!

10:54:10 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::And she, of course, takes the full plate when he places them on the table::

10:54:10 PM Jusstin Case: I'm not so sure of that.

10:54:11 PM EnsRyanCarter: If he was leaving on a ship, we could always look at the log of ships coming in and out of the system. I'm sure Alexandria has that list and Atlantis could access it.

10:54:21 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins :: My friend? Oh um...well that would be my best friend and also, my husband, John Carre. John this is Kate Harper, from Atlantis. :: hands her the dessert menu :: Pick something for dessert.

10:54:49 PM Jusstin Case: Yes, and I'm certain Atlantis' staff would inform us if an unauthorized ship left the system.

10:54:54 PM Charity Suite: (Nicely done, Percy)

10:55:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Nice to meet you, John. ::even more pleased with her party-crashing skills as she eyes the menu::

10:55:01 PM Jusstin Case: (m) Don't think we could expect the same from either Alexandria or the planet.

10:55:02 PM TKirr: ::is looking under her lashes at Blackthorne when he turns back to her, then looks back to her dish::

10:55:05 PM EnsRyanCarter: If I just stole a briefcase, where would I go with it?

10:55:14 PM Jusstin Case: A board meeting?

10:55:21 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::to distracted by his baconcakes to think::

10:55:28 PM ColDougMcKnight: A board-fuck.

10:55:46 PM EnsRyanCarter: A board fuck. That's where I would go.

10:55:48 PM LtCmdrBusard: A what?

10:55:51 PM ColDougMcKnight: (That looked more like an exclamation of anger and less like something horribly dirty as I was typing it.)

10:55:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::wonders who he's falled in with::

10:56:01 PM LtCmdrBusard: That sounds uncomfortable. ::smirks again::

10:56:20 PM Jusstin Case: ::raises an eyebrow::

10:56:22 PM Charity Suite: ::winces::  Indeed.

10:56:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: As far as Earth's food goes, breakfast is some of the best.

10:56:51 PM EnsRyanCarter: I didn't get a good look at the case, what kind of case is it?

10:56:52 PM TKirr: ::finishes her pancakes and picks up a square of melon::

10:56:58 PM ColDougMcKnight: Oh, whatever.

10:57:00 PM Charity Suite: ::gets a refill of everyone's drinks as the harried waitress goes by::

10:57:05 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Waiter> Have you decided on a dessert Ma'am?

10:57:23 PM Jusstin Case: ::looks over at Ryan:: Hmm?

10:57:28 PM TKirr: Waitress> ::delivers T'Kirr's grits::

10:57:29 PM EnsRyanCarter: other than a briefcase. Anything that we could identify it with?

10:57:32 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Goes back to spearing bits of waffle off Percy's plate::

10:57:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> These desserts look sinful. Cherries Jubilee?

10:57:45 PM EnsRyanCarter: like... do you have travel tags on it?

10:58:00 PM Charity Suite: ::adds milk and whatever passes for Splenda to her tea and sips, listening::

10:58:06 PM EnsRyanCarter: is it chipped with a GPS locator?

10:58:14 PM Charity Suite: That would be helpful.

10:58:39 PM Charity Suite: (m) Not you, Case.  The briefcase.

10:58:44 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: nods :: I think I'll have that also, but make them both 'flambe'.

10:58:45 PM TKirr: ::picks at the grits:: It is very hearty food, for sure.

10:58:51 PM EnsRyanCarter: Does anyone else here have crunchy pancakes?

10:59:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Yes, it is chipped. I lack the resources to track it on a global scale, however.

10:59:15 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Narrows her eyes at McKnight, before stealing some of his bacon. Retaliation, ho!::

10:59:29 PM EnsRyanCarter: Hey, well that's great, we could totally track it.

10:59:29 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Well, okay, I guess it's like re-retaliation at this point::

10:59:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> The PADDs inside are encrypted, and will take some time to break, at least.

10:59:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Flambe?

10:59:51 PM EnsRyanCarter: quantum encrypted right?

10:59:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Yes.

11:00:01 PM Jusstin Case: ::nodding along with Ryan::

11:00:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::finds himself out of bacon:: Excuse me.

11:00:12 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Yes, they toss some brandy on them and light them on fire...makes a nice show.

11:00:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Oooo, do that to mine too.

11:00:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> And another glass of wine please.

11:00:42 PM EnsRyanCarter: okay... so, I bet we could find this thing. I just need a computer.

11:00:43 PM Charity Suite: ::watches Evaz waddle to the buffet::

11:00:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Not something you want to eat often, but a nice treat.

11:01:12 PM Charity Suite: Okay, he's a lil' strange.

11:01:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::devouring the breakfast::

11:01:30 PM Jusstin Case: ::looking around::

11:01:42 PM Jusstin Case: Sadly, Ryan, I think we found the one place the final frontier never quite reached.

11:01:57 PM Jusstin Case: Looks like there's a Pac-Man machine in the corner, though.

11:02:08 PM TKirr: I agree. ::picks up a strawberry and nibbles, clearly enjoying it::

11:02:19 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::glances over at the pacman machine::

11:02:29 PM DrRoxanneCarre: John Carre> I'll have a brandy, hold the cherries.

11:02:44 PM Charity Suite: Ah don't thin that'll work fer trackin', Carter.

11:02:49 PM EnsRyanCarter: that's not going to help, but I did once get to the kill screen in pacman.

11:03:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::returns with a pile of bacon and sausage::

11:03:49 PM EnsRyanCarter: There must be somewhere on this planet that has a computer... Or we could go back to Atlantis.

11:03:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> So John, what do you do to pass the time while away from our Doc Carre?

11:03:56 PM Charity Suite: ::smiles at Evaz::  Lil' hungry?  Gettin' shot, dyin' an' comin' back to life takes a lot outta ya, don't it?

11:04:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> It's a bit draining yes. I need the protein.

11:04:25 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::glances over at the Galactic Best Buy, sighs:: I really don't want to deal with Geek Squad.

11:04:29 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Uses his fork to get the bacon, sausage and corned beef hash good and mixed up so that the resulting concoction can be worthy of washing down his coffee.::

11:05:05 PM EnsRyanCarter: But we could go there and... hack one of their machines...

11:05:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks up with a forkful of bloody eggs:: So did you like the jetskiing? ::eyeing her eating the strawberry::

11:05:19 PM DrRoxanneCarre: John Carre> Oh a little of this, a little of that. The time goes a lot more slowly without my Roxi.

11:05:46 PM Jusstin Case: You sound almost like you'd enjoy the prospect, Carter.

11:05:51 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::quirks an eyebrow at Carter:: Or you could go to a library.

11:05:51 PM Charity Suite: Or you could use yer tricorder.

11:05:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: Or that!

11:06:04 PM Jusstin Case: ...

11:06:14 PM Jusstin Case: Oh ... tricorder ... right ...

11:06:22 PM TKirr: Very much so. ::pops the last bit of strawberry into her mouth::

11:06:32 PM EnsRyanCarter: You brought a tricorder and you didn't tell us?

11:06:51 PM Jusstin Case: I sometimes forget it's there...

11:06:54 PM Charity Suite: He works in Science. 

11:06:54 PM EnsRyanCarter: Granted, hacking into a Galactic Best Buy machine... well... I'm technically not allowed in a Best Buy anymore anyway...

11:06:57 PM Jusstin Case: ::whips out his tricorder::

11:07:07 PM Charity Suite: An' Ah thought he was just happy to see me.

11:07:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Ah, well, that's understandable.

11:07:41 PM Jusstin Case: ... Can't it be both?

11:07:44 PM Jusstin Case: :-D

11:07:54 PM Charity Suite: ::chuckles and drinks her tea::

11:07:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I imagine so. ::finishes her glass of wine:: This restaurant is grand.

11:08:10 PM TKirr: Although I think the part where we weren't skiing was better. ::picks up a square of honeydew and bites it in half::

11:08:25 PM Charity Suite: Now all's ya need is th' frequency, right?

11:08:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes a deep breath:: That was the best part.

11:08:56 PM EnsRyanCarter: yup... and we can track it.

11:08:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> 401 MHz.

11:10:08 PM ColDougMcKnight: ...This is leading toward some sequence of events to involves getting up and doing work-like stuff, isn't it?

11:10:09 PM TKirr: ::purses her lips around the broken bit of melon and drains the excess juice before finishing it::

11:10:27 PM TKirr: Do we have a jetskiing program on the holodeck?

11:10:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> My apologies for interrupting your vacation by being murdered.

11:10:53 PM TKirr: ((lol))

11:10:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: No, but we will very soon. ::grins::

11:11:04 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Waiter> :: arrives with Brandy, wine and sparkling soda :: The desserts will be just a moment.

11:11:12 PM EnsRyanCarter: Nah, it's alright.

11:11:21 PM EnsRyanCarter: It totally side tracked us from whatever it was that we were doing.

11:11:27 PM EnsRyanCarter: that we don't ever have to get back too.

11:11:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::shifts in his seat and finishes his breakfast::

11:11:39 PM TKirr: ::glances at Ian briefly, a twinkle of mischief in her eye, before returning to her grits::

11:11:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I presume you came to Shoney's for breakfast in the first place, so at least you got that.

11:12:21 PM EnsRyanCarter: Yup.

11:12:26 PM Jusstin Case: [401 MHz ... that sounds familiar ...]

11:12:32 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Its a nice little place, we rather like it...they have a nice dance floor.

11:12:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (It should...)

11:12:57 PM Jusstin Case: [Save the whales!]

11:12:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Ding!)

11:13:02 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Sighs slightly. She was looking forward to actually having some LEAVE this shore leave.::

11:13:31 PM Charity Suite: ::sighs, knowing she'll never get her shoes replaced::

11:13:42 PM Jusstin Case: ::hasn't forgotten about the shoes!::

11:13:55 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::hopes that everyone forgot about the shoes::

11:13:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::leans back and sips at his coffee::

11:14:15 PM Charity Suite: Kin ya track th' chip, Ryan?

11:14:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> A dance floor? With no pretending to be Amelia Earhart?

11:14:54 PM TKirr: ::finishes her grits and sips some water, then relaxes into the seat herself::

11:14:56 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: laughs :: No one will pretend you are Amelia unless you introduce yourself that way.

11:15:13 PM EnsRyanCarter: Um... sure, but Justin's got the tricorder.

11:15:21 PM Jusstin Case: ::places it on the table::

11:15:33 PM Jusstin Case: ::parts the bacon sea::

11:15:49 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::opens the tricorder and sets it to scan for 401 Mhz::

11:15:59 PM Charity Suite: ::hopes her tea has caffiene in it, since the huge breakfast is making her sleepy::

11:16:17 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Finishing up his bacon::  Got anything yet?

11:16:26 PM TKirr: ::gazes out the window:: What other activities are there here?

11:16:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Outside of Lost Harbor, there's no reason to.

11:16:49 PM EnsRyanCarter: I'm not really getting anything... oh wait... I think I got something... no...I think it's just a whale?

11:17:14 PM DrRoxanneCarre: DeliveryGuy> :: arrives at Shoneys front desk, looks a little irritated :: Could you page Commander Busard please?

11:17:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Well, around here, there's sailing, fishing, parasailing... cliff diving... ::trails off::

11:17:21 PM Jusstin Case: George> ::sings:: Eeeeeeeeoooooooh woo, woo, woo!

11:17:49 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Lol)

11:18:18 PM DrRoxanneCarre: True, but they have a real band that plays rather nice music.

11:18:21 PM Charity Suite: (I didn't know you spoke whale!)

11:18:45 PM EnsRyanCarter: Hmm... I can try something. I can boost the tricorder scanning range. It's a hack, and could totally brick your tricorder.

11:18:46 PM Jusstin Case: [I totally speak whale!  Listen!  Wwwwhaaaaat's goooooooing ooooOOOOOn?]

11:18:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Quiet, you.)

11:19:30 PM Charity Suite: Then Ah think you should definitely try it, Ryan.

11:19:35 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Is paged:: Huh? ::Heads to the front desk:: Someone called for me?

11:19:58 PM EnsRyanCarter: It's a couple of irreversible changes to the firmware... ::downloads tricorder jailbreak:: I hope your not too attached to this thing Justin.

11:20:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::watches with interest::

11:20:09 PM Jusstin Case: Ehh, I've got, like, 50 of them.

11:20:23 PM Jusstin Case: They're basically Happy Meal prizes.

11:20:26 PM DrRoxanneCarre: DeliveryGuy> Are you :: reads from card :: Lt. Commander Percy Busard of the USS Atlantis?

11:20:45 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::installs the firmware and commences to hack the shit out of the thing::

11:20:48 PM LtCmdrBusard: Yup.

11:20:56 PM Jusstin Case: Tricorder> ::is violated::

11:21:48 PM EnsRyanCarter: don't need that... don't need this other thing... I think that should be a 010...not a 110... chmod this... sudo apt-get hacked-tricorder-v103... and reboot.

11:22:09 PM Charity Suite: ::hopes Ryan washes after hacking the shit out of yet another appliance::

11:22:54 PM DrRoxanneCarre: DeliveryGuy> Thank god! I have a delivery for you. :: unzips his carrying case and hands Percy a 3 tiiered chocolate confection :: Sorry the whipped cream is getting a bit melty but I had to chase you all over town. Oh :: reads from card :: Complements of Dr. Carre.

11:22:54 PM EnsRyanCarter: It's not booting... oh no wait.... there it goes.

11:23:02 PM Jusstin Case: ::doesn't think he even knows that tricorder anymore::

11:23:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: There's also several beachfront cottages for rent...

11:23:33 PM TKirr: ((I hope T'Kirr never finds it, she'd be devastated))

11:23:47 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Her eyes go wide:: Oh! Wow. Sorry for being so hard to find.

11:23:53 PM TKirr: ::perks a brow at him:: How long are we here?

11:23:54 PM EnsRyanCarter: Okay... let's try this one more time... 401 Mhz. Scanning...

11:24:17 PM Charity Suite: Does bacon *really* help with reception?

11:24:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> It certainly helps me think.

11:24:36 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Taps his comm badge::  +Alexandria+ Starbase security, this is Colonel McKnight again.  Get me Colonel North, please.

11:24:50 PM EnsRyanCarter: I don't really think being in a super greasy environment would help, but probably doesn't hurt it either.

11:24:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Security Goon> +McKnight+ Aye aye, Colonel.

11:25:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: At least a couple of days while the hull is repaired.

11:25:26 PM EnsRyanCarter: Hold on, I think I got something...

11:25:30 PM EnsRyanCarter: Oh wait...

11:25:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: North> +McKnight+ Yes, Colonel, what can I do for you?

11:25:31 PM Jusstin Case: Is it bacon?

11:25:40 PM EnsRyanCarter: It's just bacon salt on the screen.

11:25:44 PM Jusstin Case: ::nods::

11:26:07 PM DrRoxanneCarre: DeliveryGuy> Yeah me too... :: unzips the second compartment of his case and hands Percy a perfect caramelized apple :: this was to be delivered in about 30  minutes but I'm giving it to you while I know where you are! Enjoy your day Ma'am.

11:26:11 PM EnsRyanCarter: And... I think that is really just a whale.

11:26:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::eyes go wide as the flaming cherries arrive:: Woah.

11:27:03 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::tricorder goes dark, taps it:: And I think I broke your tricorder.

11:27:06 PM Jusstin Case: ::looks at Evaz:: Can you be more specific?

11:27:13 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Smiles softly:: Thank you! I will. ::Tips the delivery guy generously, before heading back to the table with the chocolatey awesomeness::

11:27:14 PM Jusstin Case: ::pulls out another tricorder::

11:27:28 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins :: They have the best desserts here, never found anyplace that matched them!

11:27:28 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Grinning all the way, of course::

11:27:29 PM ColDougMcKnight: +North+ Colonel, hello again.  Remember that perpetrator we spoke of earlier?  I believe we have a solid lead as to his current location.  Please have your men coordinate with Ensign Carter.  I appreciate your cooperation, and so will Vice Admiral Blackthorne.

11:27:32 PM EnsRyanCarter: You carry a lot of tricorders with you.

11:27:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Sooo.. how do you eat something that's on fire?

11:27:56 PM Charity Suite: ::smells chocolate::

11:28:05 PM Charity Suite: ::high quality chocolate::

11:28:11 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Very carefully!

11:28:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: North> ::eyeroll:: +McKnight+ I'll tell them to give you their full cooperation.

11:28:40 PM TKirr: ::nods:: Do you want to stay in one?

11:28:42 PM Jusstin Case: All part of being a Sci Guy.

11:28:54 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::hears McKnight say his name:: Coordinate?

11:29:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Better than some big hotel.

11:29:11 PM EnsRyanCarter: Did I miss something?

11:29:25 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Places the three-tier confection on the table in front of her, grinning like an idiot as she looks at it and then at her caramelized apple::

11:29:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::watches the fire die down:: Or wait for the fire to go out.

11:29:54 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Glances over to Carter as he rises to his feet::  If you're going to be tracking this guy, you'll want to have backup.  Of the armed kind.  And I'm on leave.

11:29:55 PM Charity Suite: Wow

11:29:58 PM TKirr: ::sighs contentedly:: It sounds pleasant.

11:30:22 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Glances at Busard::  Commander Busard, I have a proposition for you.

11:30:26 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: watchs the flames die out and takes a forkfull of cherries :: Mmmmmmm...

11:30:34 PM Charity Suite: ::nudges Jusstin, points at Percy's dessert heaven::

11:30:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> :::does likewise:: Oh my...

11:30:43 PM LtCmdrBusard: A proposition? And what might that be?

11:30:54 PM EnsRyanCarter: Cool... I think.

11:31:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Then let's go find one. Check please!

11:31:27 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins::  It involves a breeze while you take a crack at that thing.  Let's find a beach.

11:31:28 PM Jusstin Case: Oh, my.

11:31:38 PM Jusstin Case: ::flags down the waitress and orders two for the table::

11:31:57 PM Charity Suite: Waitress> We don't gots none of that.

11:32:14 PM EnsRyanCarter: We need a bigger...antenna...

11:32:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> This is better than bacon...

11:32:36 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Blushes slightly, before nodding:: That sounds like a great idea. But first...::She cuts the confection in half, and puts it in the middle of the table:: There's no way I'm going to eat all of this. Dig in!

11:32:44 PM Jusstin Case: ::to waitress: Wait, why not?

11:32:47 PM EnsRyanCarter: I guess I could just beam back to Atlantis and track it from there. Should be hooked into the global satellite network.

11:32:55 PM Jusstin Case: ::gives his silverware to Ryan:: Will this work?

11:33:18 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: offers John a bite :: I'm not sure of that but it runs a very close race.

11:33:19 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::takes the silverware and sticks it in the confection and eats:: Will what work?

11:33:46 PM Jusstin Case: ::facepalm::

11:33:57 PM Jusstin Case: The silverware is metal.  Use it to lengthen the antenna.

11:34:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::pays the bill, leaves a nice tip for Flo, and heads out of Big Bob's Bacon Barn with T'Kirr::

11:34:03 PM Charity Suite: ::snickers and checks out Percy's expression::

11:34:18 PM TKirr: ::trots along behind Ian eagerly::

11:34:30 PM EnsRyanCarter: I would do that, except I'm currently using it.

11:34:50 PM TKirr: ::reaches for his hand and moves to his side::

11:34:50 PM Charity Suite: ::of course, using a clean for to devour part of the chocolate nummy::

11:34:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> I had hoped that the use of your ship would be involved.

11:35:11 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Thankfully this dessert is fairly small, most of them are enough for a table of eight.

11:35:21 PM Jusstin Case: ::to Evaz:: Well ... could that wait until after dessert?

11:35:23 PM Jusstin Case: ::nom::

11:35:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes her hand and heads toward the row of cottages:: After we get out, we could just enjoy the beach a bit.

11:35:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> As I was saying while eating my bacon-wrapped steak, I love Earth's food.

11:36:05 PM TKirr: ((Lol I once used a decorative fantasy knife to extend my wi-fi adapter's range =/ ))

11:36:16 PM Charity Suite: ::thinks as she chews::  ~What does a 7,000 year old man need with a starship?~

11:36:21 PM EnsRyanCarter: Well that's what I was getting at. We should just use Atlantis. ::finishes::

11:36:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Certainly more proper than a spork antenna.

11:36:44 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Shovels a generous bite of the confection into his mouth, sighing appreciatively::  Wow, I haven't had anything this rich since...well, the last thing I ate in here.  My point stands.  That's rich.

11:37:06 PM EnsRyanCarter: Is McKnight still here?

11:37:09 PM LtCmdrBusard: Compliments of Doctor Carre, apparently.

11:37:10 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::looks around::

11:37:23 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::has no idea if he left or not::

11:37:35 PM TKirr: ::looks out to the ocean:: I would like that.

11:37:39 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Rises from her seat, taking the other half and apple with it, and looks to McKnight:: Shall we?

11:37:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::mischievous look:: Then let's get out of these wetsuits and into a nice cottage.

11:38:07 PM Charity Suite: ::scrapes the last atoms of chocolate off the plate and pats her tummy:;  Now that's howta finish a goooood breakfast.

11:38:16 PM Jusstin Case: I can't feel my legs.

11:38:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Chocolate is which element on the periodic table?)

11:38:45 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Sounds like you had the same thing I did. I dont know how they manage it but the food here is the best.

11:38:45 PM Charity Suite: (The most important)

11:39:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Amazing how well the dessert goes with the wine.

11:39:32 PM LtCmdrBusard: (It's marked on the periodic table as "Mm")

11:39:58 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Unhurriedly rising from his seat and making his way toward the exit, waving at those back at the table::  See you guys later.  And good luck with finding all that meaning of life stuff.

11:40:00 PM Charity Suite: Ah gotta walk some o' this meal off, or Ah'll regret it.

11:40:04 PM DrRoxanneCarre: (its one of the major food groups, Chocolate, Caffiine, Bacon)

11:40:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Alcohol)

11:40:17 PM Charity Suite: ::stands:;  We headed back to th' ship?

11:40:32 PM EnsRyanCarter: Oh Hey, Colonel! ::gets up:: What's the procedure for bringing a 7000 year old guy back to the ship?

11:40:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::hopes so:::

11:40:56 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Picks at her chocolate as she exits::

11:41:13 PM Charity Suite: Seein' as we are the lowest ranking peeps on this show, we get our shoreleaves routinely wrecked?

11:41:18 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Ummm Harper...it has a large portion of alcohol in it!

11:41:24 PM Charity Suite: ::looking at Ryan and Jusstin::

11:41:46 PM ColDougMcKnight: Let him out of your sight for a nanosecond, and you get a turn in the deep fryer.  Any other questions?

11:41:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Oh my... ::counts the glasses of wine::

11:41:52 PM Jusstin Case: I plead the fifth?

11:41:57 PM EnsRyanCarter: Um, nope.

11:42:13 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins::  Swell!  You kids have fun now!

11:42:51 PM Charity Suite: Fun.  Ha.

11:43:07 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::mumbles:: We will... so... I guess I'm heading back to Atlantis.

11:43:17 PM EnsRyanCarter: with Evaz.

11:43:24 PM EnsRyanCarter: You guys coming?

11:43:25 PM Charity Suite: We'll come with ya.

11:43:38 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins :: Yeah, you wont be feeling any pain tonight.

11:43:39 PM EnsRyanCarter: Sweet.

11:43:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> ::stands::  Thank you. Perhaps this will meet a happy ending.

11:43:46 PM Charity Suite: No sense in just your time off bein' wrecked.

11:43:47 PM Jusstin Case: ::sloooowly rises to hs feet::

11:44:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::shrugs and drinks more wine::

11:44:04 PM Jusstin Case: Ohhh, I ate too much,

11:44:41 PM EnsRyanCarter: Yeah... well, ready to head back to the ship?

11:44:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Evaz> Certainly.

11:44:52 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Heading out the door::  Okay, then.  Time for the serious business.  I need shades, sandals, and a new Hawaiian shirt.

11:45:12 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::heading for the front door::

11:45:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

11:45:18 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Grins::

11:45:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

11:45:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

11:45:21 PM Charity Suite: ::paused::

11:45:22 PM EnsRyanCarter: ::pause::

11:45:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE BACON

11:45:24 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::paused::

11:45:27 PM Jusstin Case: ::presses "start"::

11:45:30 PM TKirr: ::pauses::

11:45:37 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Paused::

11:45:53 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Pauses

11:46:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: That was the most bacon ever seen in a sim I think.

11:46:25 PM Jusstin Case: ::BB::

11:46:31 PM Charity Suite: Miss Piggy has called to say she's protesting the sim.

11:46:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Fry her up

11:46:43 PM TKirr: o_O

11:46:44 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Off with her head!

11:46:56 PM Charity Suite: The little squealer

11:47:18 PM Jusstin Case: Then cover her in vinegar!

11:47:42 PM LtCmdrBusard: Bleh. I think Miss Piggy would give me indigestion.

11:47:49 PM LtCmdrBusard: All that makeup and hair product.

11:47:50 PM EnsRyanCarter: time for a Miss Piggy bacon explosion

11:47:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I'll sign an order for her execution and barbeque.

11:48:03 PM LtCmdrBusard: Step 1: Feed her a grenade.

11:48:11 PM LtCmdrBusard: Step 2: BOOM

11:48:22 PM EnsRyanCarter: Step 3: Profit?

11:48:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Step 3: Collect Bacon

11:48:40 PM TKirr: . . .

11:48:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: That was a great sim everyone, cracked me up a few times.

11:48:53 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Collect puffed pork rinds

11:49:19 PM TKirr: Thanks for making me starving mentally

11:49:23 PM Jusstin Case: Definitely.

11:49:44 PM Jusstin Case: I want pulled pork.  And there 'tain't a good place to go for any in a 30-mile radius.

11:49:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: That's once nice thing about Richmond, lots of BBQ

11:49:59 PM DrRoxanneCarre: lrn2crockpot

11:50:36 PM Charity Suite: Well, within 300 miles.

11:51:20 PM Jusstin Case: Well, yeah. :-)

11:53:00 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys! *waves*

11:53:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Night Doc!

11:53:04 PM Jusstin Case: G'night!

11:54:02 PM Charity Suite: Okay, I now need to get the ribs out of the freezer because for some inexplicable reason, they sound really good.  Thanks a lot.  :-P

11:54:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hahaha

11:54:14 PM Jusstin Case: Hey, at least you have them at your disposal!

11:54:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I predict a run on pork after this sim

11:54:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: No bacon cheeseburgers for me tonight though.

11:54:39 PM LtCmdrBusard: I predict more percocet!

11:54:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I already have Subway ready to go!

11:54:44 PM Charity Suite: You no can haz cheezbrgr.

11:55:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I could put some bacon salt on the sub though