Noticing the other members of his group talking (and one of them clenching the buttocks of his center of attention), Gero wrenched his concentration away from the uncommonly attractive waitress.<br/><br/>"I think neither of you have any idea of what is going on - neither do I, nor will I pretend I do. But one thing is clear: that it has to be stopped."<br/><br/>He couldn't help but follow Aven's glance at the gang of catgirls...revealing just enough, but not too much.<br/><br/>"This 'adventure' if you can call it that, has only jsut started...so let's make the most of it while we can. Follow what meager leads we can come up with. Give me a holler once our food is ready."<br/><br/>Gero stood up, and walked deliberately over to the table where the catgirl group was seated.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, ladies, but I was wondering if I could have a word? Well...what passes for a word in these times."