The monstrous waiter gave a lop-sided grin to Liz, and held up a clawed finger. "In just a moment, I have delayed a poor patron's order for long enough. However-" He said as he reached into his vest, withdrawing a thin menu and placing it in her hands, "We do in fact have a large variety of drinks. Feel free to look them over, and I will have someone take your order." He turned to leave, heading towards a skeletal looking being in a tuxedo.
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On a bar stool nearby to Riachi, sat a figure nursing a large mug of frothing... something, considering the foam in question was purple in color. The person was wearing a white skintight suit- except instead of latex or some similar stretchy material, it seemed to be made of metal or ceramic. There were light orange highlights up and down the length of this figure.
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Ramb would see an oak-tree ent wearing bow tie, who nodded at the robot. "Confused?." It somehow said this without having a mouth, yet the relaxed and surprisingly rich and aged voice still was heard in his head. At this moment the ent was mindlessly polishing a crystalline goblet with a rag.
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"Is that so?" A friendly voice of a girl said, who was concealed as she moved past with a large stack of dirty plates and platters- precariously stacked up to past her head.