It gets incredibly boring to just lounge around in bed waiting for your throat to heal enough that you can talk, so Desco decided to sneak out.
And, hey, the owner of this fine establishment is, in fact, her next-door neighbor at the apartments!
...hopefully Vanellope won't hold the weird smells coming from Desco's apartment against her.
Anyway: Desco floats over to the counter, sits down on a stool, and re-absorbs Usatako, leaving her back split open just enough to keep one tentacle free - just enough to speak with. The tentacle itself splits open and releases a sound like seventeen damned souls groaning in unison.
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And, hey, the owner of this fine establishment is, in fact, her next-door neighbor at the apartments!
...hopefully Vanellope won't hold the weird smells coming from Desco's apartment against her.
Anyway: Desco floats over to the counter, sits down on a stool, and re-absorbs Usatako, leaving her back split open just enough to keep one tentacle free - just enough to speak with. The tentacle itself splits open and releases a sound like seventeen damned souls groaning in unison.
"D͘͝e͡͡s̛c͞o ͟͜͞w̷̷̢i̵̕l̸l̵͜ h̴͞av͢è̕͏ ͞a̴̧ b͏̛ur͝g̷e͢r ͘҉a̵n̶͠d̴͝ ͠f̧r̴͞i̶̧͠e͝s̶ ̷̕w̶͘i̛ţ͜h̕͟͟ a̸̸ ro̕͢o̸̷t̶͟ ̷͜͞b̧eer̨̛ ̡͜f̶͜lǫ͢a̴̢͞ţ̵!̴͝҉ ̶ A͟l҉s̵o̢̧͘,̵̢͝ ͠D͢e͟͏s͜͜c̡̧o̸̷ ́͟͝s̛t͞i̛ĺ͘ļ ̶i̴s̕ņ͞'̛t̕͘͡ ̸̛u͏p҉̨ ̛͞t͟o̴ ̵̢͡e̶̢at̶i͝͝͞ng̀͟ s̕o̶͟͜l̴͠i̵d̢͝ ̕҉f̷҉ó̵o͡͞d͠, ͢͡s͏̀ó̡̢ ̢̕͠c͠o̵͟u̧͡ld͟ ͘y̛̕o̢̡u͟͠ ̢̕͞ṕ̷̵l̵̕èa͢ś͡e҉ ̶̢r̵̀u̡n͠ ̢̡th̷́͠e̷͘ b͡ù͞r͝͏g̕é͠͠r ̵͡t̵̨h̵r̶̀o͘u̶͡ģh͠͞ a͢ b͏͝l҉e҉nḑ́e̕͝r̸͝ ̀͜a̕͝n̸̵͢d̢́ ͢͟m̶i͏x͟͏҉ ͘it̛ ͞͏i̡n̶̡͞t͞o ̸̶t͘͠ḩ̶e ̶͘f̶͘͜l͡͞o̸̷a͢͞t͟?̨"