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Guud Murneeng Buys und Gurls! Um...I dun't hefe-a mooch tu sey tudey.

Tudey's Menoo Is:

Cheeseboorgers

Coorly Freees

Teter Tuts

Mecurunee Seled

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Lana comes in and sits down near Marty. "Hey, I haven't seen you in a while. How's it going?"

"Oh, Hi," Sam replied. "Um. How've you been?"

"Pretty good.Well, and Shep's back, so that pretty much makes everything better as far as I'm concerned." Lana blushes a little. "Did you have any problems with the whole singing thing this weekend?"

"Singing thing? There was a singing thing?" Sam thought to himself. "Maybe it was just a concert."

"No. I completely missed it," Sam said putting some ketchup on his boorger. "Was it any good?"

"Well, if you enjoy making a fool of yourself and saying things in song that you really had no intention of admitting out loud, then, yeah."

Lana gave him an odd look. "Are you okay? You didn't seem quite yourself in Paranormal Monday and today... I don't know, you just..."

She looked at him closely, then shook her head. "It's probably just my imagination, never mind."

"It's been a strange week. Plus Parker beat my head in so I might be a little concussed," Sam said hoping to alleviate any suspicion.

"Weirder than snow monsters and zombies attacking?" Lana replies. "And what did you do to Parker *this* time? Haven't you learned anything?"

"Apparently I stole her rabbit," Sam said in a disapproving tone. "Believe me, I've been paying for it ever since she found out."

Lana giggled. "You stole her rabbit? You must have a death wish! You're going to pay for that for a long time. Have you considered assuming a new identity?"

Sam of course finds this very amusing and laughs more than should be appropriate for the situation Marty is in.

"Oh, I'm trying believe me."

Lana gave him another odd look and glanced over at his plate. "What did you eat today? I want to make sure I don't eat that. 'Cause, Marty, you are *really* not acting like yourself."

"Um. Just a burger and fries," Sam replied with a bit of nervousness. "Oh gee. Look at the time I've got to run to class. Nice having lunch with you!"

Lana waved goodbye and then watched him go with a strange expression on her face. Then she picked up her tray and threw it out without eating any of it. She wasn't taking any chances here.

Nadia spotted Marty getting up to leave and pulled the supersoaker out of her backpack. She waited for him to walk by her towards the door, then jumped up, lined up her shot, and fired.

[ooc: if this is some how faux-pas, I'll delete this and insert it somewhere else]

Sam got hit full bore by the blast of water, soaking him pretty darn good.

He sputtered a for a few seconds and then wiped the water from his face.

"Oh Boy."

Nadia quickly stashed her water gun, hoping Marty hadn't spotted it, and went back to her meal.

Sam muttered something about just getting dry before heading off to class.

Nadia might have felt a little bad. Well, if she'd known it wasn't really Marty, anyway.

Instead, she just smirked and went back to scribbling in her notebook ~~and not noticing Walter and Boone~~.

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Before he could make it, though, Pip opened his coat, pulled a super soaker from its holster, and fired off another shot at Marty. Moving just as quickly, he re-holstered his weapon and closed his coat.

_{[[Sorry! Just thought to look back here to see if anything had happened!]]}

Pippi blinks at this display of clandestine... covertness.

"... What was that all about?"

"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to disclose that information," Pip said, returning to his food.

"Oh key doe key." she says and goes back to talking to Boone.

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