Loligoth!<em>Naughty naughty naughty!</em>I make a mental note to get Ingress to do the loligoth thing sometime - it gets<em>me</em>running.  I take my seat, drink my coffee (my<em>wonderful</em>coffee, oh it makes my tail wag!), and have my sandwich.  Life is...well, I suppose this is what a lot of my days are going to look like, going forward.  At least, until the goon squad arrives and decides that they're...well, let's be honest, they probably haven't made any good decisions, so why should they start now?<br/><br/>I stand up and face them.  "Alright,<em>boys</em>.  Time for you to leave.  You're not paying customers, far from it."  I exhale and project the gigantic amount of Wolf Bitch Energy I have in their direction.  "And you can either be shown the door, or you can go through it.  You<em>really</em>don't want that, because then there will be police and doormen and money and all of that stuff."  I'm already ready to rip them to pieces; hopefully one of the girls overheard me and is busy calling the cops.