What's with all the strange people tonight? They can hear all sorts of them, from talking philosophy to just being downright weird. Is it the water? It’s probably the water.
Idly, they reach out for a fish, letting it slip out of their fingers moves into a smooth gesture, guiding a stream of bubbles into a stream around them. It's fun, and they giggle a little. But in such a small venue, one can't be alone for too long!
“People are saying all sorts of things, now that we’re all anonymous,” They muse to another mask that has wandered by. “Let’s do something more lighthearted. Maybe… a game?”
Hand reaches out, an offer.








