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She sat there in her silent corner, reading her white book. She was dead silent. Her white eyes rapidly moving throughout the pages as she read quickly.

"Get out of my kitchen...."

"You. Don't go in my kitchen again. " He said sternly

He stared at the crayons before pointing at a red one "you gonna eat that?"

TJ, or \SCP 590, seemed to have somehow escaped his containment, made his way to Trixie's Bar, and is underneath one of the tables, pretending it is a small house to play in.

He went over and knelt near the boy "you okay down here?" He gave a slight grin.

( Trixie's would be worth putting in as a page given that it's a multidimensional nexus where being from every universe came to have good food and drinks. Fighting is prohibited, and anyone who engages in fighting is erased from existence by the chef's (my character's) wife. If you read Junji Ito, even Hellstar Remina would be on its best behavior.)

Lailah was sitting there calmly, her white hair grazing the ground because of how long it was. Her diamond-jeweled blue eyes looked at SCP 590. Her eyes glanced up and down their body from head to toe. She blinked and looked away, curious but her diamond-blue eyes seemed calm and extremely soft. She knew there was something dangerous about that person (SCP 590), but she didn't know what. She sighed and slid to the bar. She blinked as she picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip. She put the glass down on the counter.

TJ perked his head up at the sound of Mathius' voice, then looked at Mathius with wide, curious eyes. He nodded his head yes vigorously.

She stood up calmly and walked over to SCP 590 and stood next to Mathius. Her presence was of someone with authority, somehow. She glanced down at TJ, and blinked. "Who may you be?" She asked. Her voice was surprisingly very high pitched and soft.

"Would you like to see a menu, son?"

TJ didn't expect all the attention from the others, but didn't mind it. He looked up at Mathius, and gave a confused look, not seeming to know what a menu was. Then he glanced over at Lailah and murmured something that sounded like "TJ" but it wasn't for certain, due to how quiet and muttered it had sounded.

"My customer right now. Don't be rude" the chef was just as curt and snappy. He had no tolerance for disrespect or fighting in the bar. It took him alot of work to make Trixie's what it us.

She blinked then just stood there with a white Victorian crinoline dress on. She had white pumps on. Her white hood was over her head that was a part of a white cloak she had over her dress. "Lovely to meet you, TJ. My name is Lailah. A Pleasure." She nodded her head in greeting, very polite and soft.

He would grab a menu and he would sit cross-legged next to SCP-590 and he opened the menu "what kind of food do you like to eat?"

"Yes sir." She about-faced and vanished. She appeared sitting down at the table, silent.

TJ waved at her, and then looked at Mathius again. The SCP seemed to not really know what to reply to this question, so he decided to just say, "Juice box." He smiled and proceeded to stick his tongue out a little. It wasn't food, but it was what he wanted, so, that's an answer?

He would stand and go to get the juice box. He stopped at Lailah's table "I'm sorry. Today is just a hard day. What can I get for you?"

Lailah turned in her seat and was silent as she watched them both. She knew what this kid was, but she wouldn't say anything. She knew an entity when she saw one. She herself, was an entity as well. Even though she was in her human form.

"I don't need anything." She chuckled softly.

TJ waited patiently for Mathius, his expression seeming to be bright and happy.