The Trolls Guild and Assorted Idiots-what-hang-with-them are eating at that "greek" place on Green Street. As all the side tables are already occupied, they were obliged to take tables in the middle of the room. As a concession to paranoia/preparedness, they sit around the table facing out, eyeing the rest of the clientele suspiciously. The other customers sort of stare back at them.
Troll, reaching over his shoulder to find the fries, says, "So what do we do next?"
The back of Brad's head says, "Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm gonna get me some firepower. I plan to gouge out huge bloody chunks of this bastard before I wind up skewered."
"Way ahead of you, Dude." says BLuR. He brandishes his paintball gun, threateningly. The three people at the table opposite him watch him carefully.
"Right," says John. "What are you gonna do? Colorize him?"
"Hey, buddy," says BLuR, turning to face John. "This'll sting."
"All the same," says Jim, groping for his drink. "I'm all for the armament idea. Right after volleyball."
"DUDE! What time is it?!" John demands of no one in particular.
"Ah, six o'clock, why?" answers Troll.
"Cool! We still have half an hour." says John, relief evident on his face.
Brad turns to John. "I know you're not serious."
John speaks as if he were addressing a third-grader who had just tried to stick their foot into a meatgrinder to see if it would tickle, "Excuse me? We're talking about VOLLEYBALL, Dude. The slasher can fucking WAIT."
Troll jumps up, "Are you NUTS? Divide and conquer is the FIRST rule of the slasher flick!"
Dana interposes his puny body between the two trolls, "Dude! Relax! There'll be three of us! We'll be on a VOLLEYBALL court! We'll be perfectly safe."
Troll sinks down into his seat, putting his head in his hands, whimpering.
"Let's hurry, Dude." says Jim, going into power-eating mode. The three potential Vballers start shoveling down foodage, already hearing the roar of the "crowd".
"We can meet after the match, and plan strategy." says John, between bites.
"Whatever." says Troll.
"Fine, meet us at Big Dan's after you get done." says Brad. "We'll stop by CERL and collect Mez and wait for you there."
"Fine." says John.
Dana looks up. He says, "Uh oh."
Everybody stops eating and looks at him.
"What is it?" asks Catherine.
"Um, guys? I have to pee."
The guys at the table stop and look at each other.
"I have to pee really bad." adds Dana.
Troll winces. "This is gonna be REALLY crowded." All the guys get up and head for the miniscule Zorba's bathroom. Lori starts laughing, hysterically. Catherine tries to pretend that she isn't laughing, in vain.