Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Let's not get carried away here. Who's left on the bar?

*Hops down from table and starts chatting with Cricon* Do you like my bikini, its a new item I just got into my shop. I thought I would try it out on the beaches before I started selling them.

I am.
*receives squasy red object on the face*
Hey!!!!!!
Food Fight!!!!!!

I'm on! *starts dancing on the bar*

*plays some stripper music*

Hey! Not THAT kind of dancing!

*Grabs cream pie that was sitting on a nearby table and tosses at carpe diem, while dodging more food items.*

*hands Imma more food to throw* Us spy-types have to stick together! And you have a better throwing arm...

*overturns table and pulls cricon behind it whilest throwing food at shadyman.*

Good thinking, 99. Seeing Shadyman covered in cream and dancing to stripper music was a little too much for me. *hides behind table with knees pulled up to chest, rocking back and forth* "There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place..."

*keeps dancing on the bar to stripper music, now wearing his clothes and one (1) cream pie*

*hugs cricon* There there honey, just think of soothing images and the horror will pass. *tosses another cream pie at Charles Hatchway.