George
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꧁~ Cerul came in rather... Uncerimoniously. His large puffy wings weren't made in mind for entering doors, so as soon as she squeezd through she was already trying to fix and preen them. Ever the perfectionist after all, if you're going to be fancy and rich might as well look the part! Her talons clacked against the wooden floor and finally ended up at the long bar! It was 2:30 pm... So he wouldn't be ordering anything alcoholic, he still has to fly back to Neone at some point.

◈ **"A water, if you may. And make it spiffy."** Cerul said to the bar tender... Her voice was razor sharp, edging on an order instead of a request... It made the atmosphere a little tense, especially since Cerul was sitting right next to Nicole!

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Glenn
Nicole tipped their head over to the side, giving a small 'humm' as they squinted at Cerul.

"You in the tavern lots?" They pulled one of their ribbons behind their back, glancing up at the comparatively huge Altaria. 

"Just curious! I don't think I've seen you in here before." Nicole would know. They practically lived in here, after all.
George
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꧁~ The bird was rather surprised to hear somebody talking to her... One of the fey people??? Rather silly, that they'd be talking to someone of *His* Standing. But as baffled as he was, he wasn't actually angry! 

◈ **"Oh me? No no, I'm not even in this town 'lots'."**

꧁~ She replied, short and sweet. 

◈ **"I don't really visit Fey often... Much too gritty for me... I swear it takes an eon to get the grit here out of my clouds."** Its of note that she wasn't making eye contact up until now! His shiny obsidian eyes made a *Perfect* Compliment to his slightly tinted purple feathers, at least, he thought so.

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Glenn
"Oh!!!!" Despite nothing being funny, Nicole gave a laugh- leaning back and folding their arms.

"Well, grit n' all, I think you'll find this taverns worth it. Even for a big birdy like yourself. It's a nice place they've got here. Are you a- are you a pancake fan?" Nicole patted the Altaria's feathers, as some sort of friendly gesture.

"They have really good ones. I mean, I can't call myself the pancake *Expert,* But. Pretty good!" They glanced over to their nearly finished plate. With a quick motion, they put a quarter of a horribly soggy pancake in their mouth- chewing and swallowing while Cerul responded.
George
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꧁~ The altaria seemed to seize up when touched. Her feathers ruffled and she was veeerry much on guard... Birdy no likey touchie ):

◈ **"Those are... Pancakes?"** He asked in genuine confusion... It looked lopsided and blobby, like an ameoba. It was drowning in syrup too, oozing over the edges of the plate and onto the counter. The pancakes Cerul was used to eating were normally circular, and had delicacies like oran berries and the such on them! Not runny syrup... **"Ehm... Well I'd say I do, normally-"**

꧁~ He looked around the tavern. Unkept, a bit dusty, some splinters here and there she could spot from a mile away. What was there here that was worth it? To distract her from that question, a small mug was slid down the bar with some well needed water.

◈ **"I don't think pancake expert is a profession, but if the shoe fits?"** Cerul looked at Nicole with absolute confusion, tilting her head just slightly, before taking a graceful swig of his drink. He reached down to one of the leather bags strapped around his cloud wings and produced a hankerchief, dapping at any residual water remaining in her beak. **"I don't think I brought a meal with me...** ***I might actually have to order something..."*** He sounded a bit worried after that last sentince, muttering it to himself.

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Glenn
"Oopsie Daisy. That's my bad." They put their hands up after noticing Cerul flinch, and pulled them back.

"Ya." Nicole pulled the closest to a ^_^ face a technically not cartoon character could pull. "You never know what you're missing out on until you're there and can taste it, really." The Phione talked on a much larger scale, oblivious to the standard stove's existance entirely. Eating a meal that was warm was about as good as Nicole thought they'd ever get.

"Well, I'm at the very least a pancake *Connoisseur*. And as one, I've got a million dollar idea for you, erm- hey, what *Is* Your name? Anyways. I think the pancakes are good, if you're getting something here. No bias, pinky prommy." They grinned. Neither of them had pinkies. Or hands at all.
George
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◈ **"It isn't your fault, no need to apologize."** She didn't bother making eye contact while saying that. His words were more like a business affair.

꧁~ The altaria saw the weird sort of smile Nicole tried to pull, giving a nervous regal smile back. She wasn't used to this level of casualness. His whole life it was business this, trade robotics that... He wasn't sure if he liked it yet or not...

◈ **"Pinky prommy..?"** The way he said it sounded vaguely judgemental, but raised a talon and gently took Nicole's hand... It would be horrifying to see sharp bird talons wrapping around their flipper hand thing, but Cerul was competent in exchanging hand shakes, which is what she assumed a 'pinky prommy' was... How strange, must be a fey thing. **"Yes yes, it is rather rude of me to have not introduced myself, isn't it? My name is Cerul Aetris."** She nodded her head like she was bowing to some sort of royalty.

◈ **"I believe I'm privy to hear your name too, Mx..?"** The bird held the handshake for a moment before letting go. As a bar keep passed by, the altaria reluctantly spoke up and ordered some pancakes, it would be rude not to after getting a recommendation from a bonafide connoisseur! Even if the pancakes looked less than ideal... And downright unhealthy.

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Glenn
"Pinky prommy. That's how you know it's good." Nicole figured the odd glance came from a place of ignorance, rather than an attempt to insult them.

"Ceruls a good name. Kind of like Cerulean- like blue! Which you are. So am I!" They nodded approvingly. "Mines Nicole, though. Can call me Nick, Nicky, Nickster or just Nicole if thats the kind of tango you groove to."

"Here's an icebreaker, from little old me to big old you. Let's say you couldn't be an Altaria anymore- through some kinda magic- Y'know, apparently my ancestors used to be able to do some body swapping stuff. I can't, but pretty cool fact, huh?- What pokemon do you think you'd be, if not a fluffy birdy bird?" 

"In *My* Humble opinion, you give off big Mantine vibes. Kind of regal in that nice-looking way, *And* Still blue. That's just my two cents though- you probably know Cerul a little better than me." Nicole gave a small chuckle.