[Oddey]

IC: If Typo had had lips, he would have licked them. The sight of such finely grilled scrab meat generated a huge feeling of want. "Thanks. Yeah, it's getting late. Oh, and when night falls, you'd better put a latch or something on your door. You never know what could be on the prowl at night." Said Typo, as he grabbed a bit of the meat. He then gently pushed it past his tentacles to his mouth, which wasn't always an easy task. The taste was worth it though. He hadn't had meat this nicely-cooked before. "That thing works pretty well now. Wapi'll probrably scold you for having it, even if he loves it. He's still very attatched to the whole "Industrial slig" thing. I never got to try it." Said Typo with a sort of half-smile. Just then, the mudokon he was supposed to be spying on walked in. Content to stay out of the conversation, Typo merely took another bite of his food. "It has it's perks, and the not so good ones." Said Typo thinking mainly of the water skiing, which he was utterly terrified of. "What was your name again?" Said Typo motioning towards Flurgel. "Didn't quite catch it."