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The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"So she stays in practice either way. Smart," Robin replied, glancing back again toward the stage. "And you three?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
She followed his indication and lightly smiled. "Oh, that's cool. Just for fun, or does she get paid to work here?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Really?" she asked, lightly tipping her head to the side, an ear perking. "You come here often?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Mmhmm. I've never actually had a drink yet...Was kinda thinking today might be the day, but the bartender suggested I try the juice instead," she remarked.

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Well, it's not bad so far." Robin let her arms casually hang again, thumbs slipping into her pockets as she shifted her weight slightly to the side. "The juice was good, at least," she laughed.

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
So far, Todd seemed the most sociable, so she couldn't help but direct most of her attention to him. "That's good, and I'm fine, thanks. Just thought I'd check the bar out, so..." She folded her arms and shrugged her shoulders, lightly smiling still. "Here I am."

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
They all seemed to be friends, yet they all seemed to have such different personalities, too. She brushed her hair back, looking between the three. "How're y'all doing?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
Seeing as her drink was gone and Robin wasn't ready to leave, she swiveled in her stool to face the three, a little hesitant. But she shrugged it off, getting to her feet and walking over to them.

Her striped tail lightly swishing behind her, the red panda smiled. "So hey."

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
Her ears perking up at the beginning of the song, Robin turned around, her eyes falling especially upon Todd, Edge, and Silas--they seemed to have the most character. As the song went on, she had to lightly smile, and a quiet giggle sounded out as they finished their last note. Having not participated, and not having expected the little show, the red panda offered her brief applause.

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
When Rae left--or "left"--Robin returned to her stool and the empty glass. The bar felt a little nicer now that she had had an okay conversation.

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Oh, alright," she said with a nod, lightly clearing her throat before telling the girl her number. "Oh, and by the way, call me Robin."

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Umm yeah, sure. I don't have anything to write it down, though. Want me to put it in your phone?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
The red panda smiled and nodded, clasping her hands together in front of herself. The trip sounded a little exciting, what with how the girl made the mansion out to be. "When would I be able to find out? N--Not that I want to rush you, of course."

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
Her ears perked and eyes lit up slightly. "So you think I might be able to...?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
She lightly blushed at how the other girl already knew what she was curious about--going to visit the mansion herself. "So people my age then," she noted with a small nod. It would be a little less weird, she thought, if there were people there her age when--if--she got to visit. "Well, I guess I wouldn't want to be a burden..."

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
The red panda blinked, her gaze turning upward slightly as she tried to imagine it. She, herself, had never lived in anything like a mansion, let alone something resembling a labyrinth. "Do you think maybe sometime I could...Well..." She frowned slightly, mulling it over. "How old is everyone who lives there?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Wow...Your family sounds really well off," she remarked. Lightly tipping her head to the side in curiosity, she asked, "What's it like living there? Like, in a mansion with people like that? Or is it just you and Tigress and your mom?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"You live in a mansion? How'd you end up able to afford that?" she asked, a little surprised.

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
"Motherly...?" It didn't seem like the tigress would be thought of that way. "Well, I guess if she's around the right people it'd make sense. Do you live with her?"

The Cornerian Bar on Galaxies
She blinked, glancing back over her shoulder. "Oh," she mumbled. "So she's an inventor."

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