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What do you get when a talking ferret, a green midget and an amnesic princess sit down to dinner?
Content: Daxter, Garnet and Yoda sit down for dinner and discuss Garnets memory loss.
Setting: Cafe Ersesat
Time: early evenining
Warnings: none
It was sometime later that the odd company Yoda found himself in entered Café Ersesat.
Judging by the fake sky it was just about dusk, or what amounted to it in the city of
Unless he reached into her with the Force there was no way he would be able to help her quickly, although some problems needed more physical methods. But there was nothing here on this strange world to jog her memory unless someone from her “world” had been sucked here as well, but using the journals to discover that could put them all at risk. He would ask their opinions in a moment, after they had all settled down in comfortable chairs around a table in the back of the café.
He struggled to get into his seat, the chairs bottom being several centimeters above his head. He could have just used the Force to hop up into it, but that would be irresponsible. Life put challenges in your’ path for a reason, whether it was memory loss or getting into a chair. After a few moments of struggle, ignoring any offers of help he managed to seat himself. His eyes were just visible over the tables top.
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How could she forget what food tasted like, though? She ignored the noise of those around her. Which, she should have realized, was simply Daxter being obnoxious as he was wont to do. However, taking a bite out of the food didn't turn to be as disastrous as it had been for Yoda. She found that she rather liked the taste, and was thus surprised when Yoda reacted so violently towards it.
Another bite or two later, as Yoda had went to attend to something, she was also very thankful for Daxter's suggestion of drinks. And she took a sip of the water.
But when Yoda returned, she had to refrain from putting a hand over her nose at the smell of the concoction he had brought back. It didn't smell pleasant at all, she knew that much, and it was all too hard to ignore. But she was too polite to make any sort of demands, and she didn't want to offend the person who had been so kind to her.