Geoff: *He glances over at ROCKY, showing her a gadget that he always wears on his wrist... Taking another bite of chicken and talking with his mouth half full.* S'a teleporter... Take ya anywhere you wanna go long as ya got exact locations down to hour minute second format. And this was the best place I could do, less you wanted to go back to the LAIR again. Everyone there knows how much you simply -love- the place.

Rochelle: *smiles at Mark* Well then I guess you lost them *arches and eyebrow and carefully looks you over* look carrot top, you ain't exactly the prettiest thing either

MYRIAD: -=- He looked at her flatly struggling swallowing his bite before talking again -=- I am good lookin' than you, got tha girls ta prove it.. babe --= Rolling his eyes, damn it he lost his whole full pack to the bitch. She prolly had them hidden or something. Ah well like he could suspect anything LESS from her. Taking another bit bite and chewing swallowing and repeating until the sandwich was dissolved. Moving then to the pizza again. -=-

Rochelle: *Looking back at Geoff* Teleporter…okay.. who said I planned on going back to that prison?

Rochelle Mark: *pulls out her own pack and lights one, she then wordlessly tosses one onto the table for you... yours are in her jacket which is wherever Geoff put it*

MYRIAD: -=-He looked over at Rocky for a moment and stood, yawning a bit, looking about -=- Yo Geoff tell Yvette then thanks for the food and all.. I have to go.. -=- Then blinking down, over at Rocky.. Fiddling with his bracelet, and looking over at Geoff, -=- Hey bud teleport me home.. -=- Handing the bracelet to Rocky -=- Um it's only programmed to the lair.. -=- Looking around -=- This place looks like torture -=- Making a bit of a face -=- Even for you.. -=- tackling Geoff, and pressing the button, disappearing, Geoff reappearing a few moments later cussing. Mark wandered though the house avoiding eyes contact with anyone, all of them asking where the brat had gone. He simply shrugged and plopped himself down on the couch, flipping on a random video game, playing until he dozed off.. -=-

Rochelle: *she takes the bracelet, unsure why she would even want to go back to the lair…Canada had some pretty big cities, sure she could find herself a few runs, or deals, if nothing else she can go back to marketing*