Nexus. The random corner where they've met before. Hoping to meet a friend.

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Amy's in the quiet little corner of Nexus park where's she's met Sludge twice before. In her hands is a bag which holds several thick sheets of hard gingerbread, which might serve as cookies to someone of the Dinobot's stature. She'd really hoped to meet him again, but now there's snow coming down and it's getting too thick to see through. Her systems are protesting the temperature, and she knows that she should just go home. But she can't shake the feeling that if she does she might miss the mech who's become her best friend.

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"You can't tell by how he acts?"

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"All me tell, he loves me." His smile softens. "That matter most."

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"Yes." She puts an arm around his finger, then blinks as the wind kicks up snow. "Wow, we should get out of this weather. I saw a building you'd fit inside over that way."

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Sludge nods slowly and rises to his full height. "Show the way." Although he's already trundleing in the direction she pointed.

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Amy peers between his fingers, her shoulders hunching slightly against the chill in the wind.

Then she points. "There it is. See, the door's your size. And it's some kind of restaurant or something."

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Sludge keeps a careful hold one her as they enter the place and look about seeing many other Transformer sitting and eating.

"Me, Sludge, think you, Amy, right."

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And drinking, too, she notices as a blue femme of around twenty foot walks over to greet them from where she'd been talking to a couple mechs at a table near the door.

"You both legal to drink the higher grades?" she asks, smiling at them.

"Yes," says Amy, realizing that she's in a bar for the first time in her life.

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"Mmmhmm, can't have too much though. Me, Sludge fall asleep." He's been to parties a few times.

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She nods. "Either of you want something to eat? Or just drinks?"

Amy looks up at Sludge.

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"You, Amy hungry? Me, Sludge have cookies from Amy."

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"I... suppose so," she says, then switches to private com. and says gently, //You usually can't eat food that you bring with you in a restaurant or eating kind of place.//

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"Then me, Sludge, buy dinner." Sludge tilts his head. //Me not?//