"Wh-what? Um, I'm Phoenix...but what do yo umean?"

Nanita! Aww! That sounds even cuter! Sirona cried. She giggled a bit and pulled Peggi into a quick hug.

"I'm glad you think so! You can call me that if you want-I don't mind, I just got used to Peggi!"

Eeh hehe! Nanita! You must come over for dinner sometime! The food aint great but the kids love new company. I mean, Ill have to explain you are not coming to stay. Hmm, I dont think we have had anyone visit for reasons other than shelter. Sirona said, her voice lowering into a mumble towards the end. Still, she smiled.

(Oh my.....girl power is overtaken common sense)


"Definitely! My brother never really hangs around for dinner, I'd love to come over. I can bring some Yellow-sector food too, he brings a lot of stuff since I otherwise eat out of dumpsters."

"You're- you're just hilarious! It's nice to meet ya, I'm Sammy- er, Samantha." They visibly cringed at the name, not obviously female, and having earlier shouted that they weren't a girl when called one. "Uh, anyway."

"Hillarious. Huh, I haven't been called that in a ong time."

Sirona paused. She stared sort of blankly for a second. Her eyes welled up with tears. No no dear, a guest shouldnt have to bring something. She cooed. She shifted uncomfortably. She seemed suddenly troubled. Rebel noticed and came over to them. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it. Sirona seemed to calm some. He whispered something to her and she nodded, rather reluctantly. Rebel then turned from them and walked away. She waved him goodbye then laughed a bit. S-Sorry. she said.

"Actually, you were called it about ten seconds ago," Sammy retorted with a smug grin. "Your perception of time is skewed, mate."

"I meant before that."