Re: Pizza Parlor: Pippin and Kratos
She picked up the pitcher to fill her mug. "I don't really know what they're called. That's what I've been calling them." Just thinking about those things made her shiver. The mug was lifted for a long drink. Cold beer was just fine for her...not that Pippin knew better.
"I haven't had a chance to go over what information I got since y'know...coma sleep. But a professor I know back at university might know more." Talking about this revealed just how serious she could be. These things had been incredibly dangerous, and she didn't know near enough for her liking in case they came back.
Then something occurred to her and she gave him a quizzical look. "Did I ever introduce myself? I'm Pippin."