As I sit, crumpled up under the table, my hand with the kash bowl in it keeps trying to stretch out into the open.....seemingly against my will. I'm confused untill I remember jojo is still buying. My free hand strokes it as I say, Good boy. I slowly venture out from the table, but keep the tablecloth wrapped around me. I get another bowlfull and am tempted over to see the handiwork of the ladies on Jonus, when a new lady comes in and looks rather strangley at me. When she says, Looking good guys, I remember my appearance. Like a huffy woman who just caught a man looking at her legs, I jerk the tablecloth up over my head (the pink hair, the shaven face, the make up). I stand there mortified with embarrassment when a new customer walks in, sees my enshrouded form, and turns around, fleeing out the door while screaming LEPERRRRRR.

Of course, the bartender will have no more of that and tells me to uncover my head. Like a good bar-fly, I comply and uncover my head. Another newbie walks in and also turns and flees out the door. The only difference was, his face was frozen in confusion trying to think of what to call me. I turn back to the bartender to see what his wish is now, and after a moment, he just throws up his hands, with no answer.

I return my attention to Jonus, laid out before the women. Lotus, Ishtar, and Cail were all hard at work. I then ask, Purple? are you sure? Well, I guess that's the advantage of wearing armor. Since it reflects whatever color is around it, his cheek-plates, ocularium and nasal will match the make-up.