I don't have friends. [Normally she'd say that cheerful as all hell, but she's pissed (and still dripping) so it comes out biting, and she keeps right on marching out, waving a hand in irritated dismissal.
She stalls when she exits the bar proper and looks at this wide, metallic room... thing... what the hell, nobody has architecture like this. (Space corridors. They'll be all the rage three centuries from now.) He's still following her, and it's obvious something's way off here. God knows what glitching is. So she's blunt when she turns to glare at him over one shoulder.]
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She stalls when she exits the bar proper and looks at this wide, metallic room... thing... what the hell, nobody has architecture like this. (Space corridors. They'll be all the rage three centuries from now.)
He's still following her, and it's obvious something's way off here. God knows what glitching is. So she's blunt when she turns to glare at him over one shoulder.]
Where is this?