The Universe's Mixer

It was one her days off (she was enjoying those), and as she smoked and wandered around the city park she thought about the things that she knew about the place she was in:
1. She was in The City.
2. The people who were here were not from her world.
3. She had a jobs and could keep up her smoking habit.

Actually, being on her own wasn't so bad. She did miss Red. And she missed her relationship with Abe.

She sighed as she walked, her thoughts in a totally different place than the park she was in.

Sam had pointed out the flier a day or so earlier, but the problem was, there hadn't been any dates or times on the silly thing.  Fred wasn't sure when she should go, but she supposed that it wouldn't hurt at least to look for the Community Center, not that she knew there was one in the first place, and then ask about meetings.  She was a little stuck as to which she should show up for, but eventually invention won out over creepy time.  Sure, she'd have loved to meet other people who'd met the bumps in the night, but she had a few ideas about the place and wanted some sort of input.  She needed brains.

It had taken her a good part of the afternoon, and she'd had to stop for at least one snack on the way.  She was such a pig, but the walking was helping.  After passing the Library a few times, the Hospital a few more than that, and the Police Station once, she finally came upon the Center.  Well, it seemed big enough to hold everything.  The scientist even wondered if maybe she could get a swim in, that'd work off any fat she hadn't burned off with all this walking around.

She walked in, a little surprised that there were people already there using the facilities and that there were even sign up sheets for things.  Unfortunately, she couldn't find anyone who seemed to be in charge, so she wandered around finally finding a door with a sign reading Inventors Welcome Here!  That had to be the place.  As she stepped through the door, Fred hoped she wasn't the only one who showed up.