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With a deep sigh, Hana turns away from the protesters to welcome Ophelia. "We had some protestors come shouting about the rights of zombies, but the party is still under way. You've come at a good time." She casts a wary eye over at Dahlia. "Is there a problem over there?"

"You should probably carry her someplace safe and comfortable. I will throw her outside, seeing as you two are uninvited."

Nellie scrambled off her chair and away from Dahlia, squeaking. "Wh- what is that thing?"

" are protesters normal here? " Karma asked, confused by all that was going twice as much as he was before.

"Oh, hello, Lady Hana! It is wonderful to meet you. I am very happy to be here, despite what appears to be going on," She smiled softly, averting her focus from the protestors and walking over to Nellie, holding out her hand reassuringly, "Do not be afraid. If you'd like, I can protect you."

"No, I would not say they are normal. I'm not even sure how these two survived. But please, Shadow, do not throw them outside. All living survivors were invited, and unfortunately, that appears to include these fools." She smiles to Ophelia, "I am very glad you made it here as well!"

Nellie blinks at Ophelia. "Lady, I can protect myself, but it looks like Dahlia has some kind of angry bomb!"

The man bends down to grab his sister under the armpits, and starts to drag her toward the door, muttering the whole way about zombie murderers.

Ophelia watched as everything appeared to occur, and then she replied to Nellie with a small, sheepish smile. "I... do not know who Dahlia is yet. But I'm sure I'll figure it out. Perhaps I'll treat myself to a few drinks." She decided to walk around a little to take in the scenery, and then she went to grab a drink and sip on it. "Hopefully nothing more will occur."

"Looks like I didn't even have too!" He says with a chuckle.

Ophelia gave a look of confusion, looking to the Masked Shadow and tilting her head. "Does this mean we are in a peaceful situation now?"

"'Guess so."

"How nice. Would you like a drink?" She sat down on a chair, crossing her legs and smiling.

"I don't drink alcohol." He says. "... Yes. Even in the apocalypse."

"Oh. This is alcohol. I suppose I didn't notice. It tastes fruity enough." She nervously chuckled, continuing to sip her drink.

Hana moved over toward the buffet, as that was where people seemed to be congregated. "Drinks with alcohol are often the safest these days... But we do have purified water, and coffee, though it's instant. But the boiling makes the water safe."

"I have my own tea leaves. Self grown." He says as he pulls out a small baggie of them.

"Perfect." She gestures, and an attendant brings over a kettle of recently boiled water for Shadow.

"This is rather pleasant, Lady Hana. I haven't had something like this in a very long time. I won't be tipsy after this, that I can promise to you," Ophelia hummed to herself, tapping her glass and looking to the tea leaves. "Oh! May I inquire what type of tea that is?"

"Black tea."