I finish up my goldfish and sandwich just as Malorie and Brook arrive. I also watch as Paris Isaacs grabs Brooks tush and Malorie slaps him across the face. I would've done more until he does it again and Brook kicks his chair out from under him. Now that's justice. They both turn and keep walking as though nothing had happened. Malorie begins to make small talk after Valkyrie congratulates them on a job well done. But Brook doesn't talk, instead just stares into an infinite abyss with a glazed over look and a smile on her face. For Brook, we like to call this the "Boy Fantasia". You can always tell when she's lost in Fantasia because of her smile. Her head may be in the clouds and eyes in the sky, but her smile always brings her back home. It's a genuine smile that no one can get rid of once she lapses into her other world. I admire her for that, however, I can't say I would like to join her in her Boy World. I find most guys quite repulsive and perverted. Just the concept of dating makes my brain go on the fritz! I notice the table has gone quiet so I start up a classic game of Strawberry waffles. I invented it by one day getting bored and asking the words strawberry waffles, and then Brook responded with "blueberry pancakes", and Malorie with "Lime Yogurt", and so on so forth, each person going around saying a fruit and an entree. We played Strawberry Waffles until Devon Platinum casually walks over our table... in the corner... near the window. Great, I can rule out getting lost.
   "Brook, I was wondering if you would come to sit at our table the rest of the lunch." Devon looks at Brook, and she breaks from her trance. Normally I would warn any of my other friends against going, but I knew Brook. She had a funny way of staying dignified in any circumstance.
   "I'm sorry guys, I can no longer participate in Strawberry Waffles. I accept your kind request and only request assistance on how to get there." Brook says in her regal queen voice, that was also her most dangerous voice. That voice was also a warning that only her true friends knew about. That's her "Screw this up, and your toast" voice. At this point, I worry less about Brook and more about what would happen to the perverts who would try and touch her.