Baccus grins, wide and mischievously. "A dessert, you say? Yeah, I could live in a cake or some syllabub for a month."
Ophelia smacks his arm. "You know what they meant."
He looks over to her. "I know."
From the back of the shadows, all of the Admiral, who lives on a ship, wants to step out and stay something, but Goldie holds her back.
Kitt and Kaboodles look up to Ophelia and the others. "What's a desert?"
"It's a dry place, mostly covered in sand. It's quite hot." Mavus turns into him and answers like the good-boy he is.
"Oh--"
"Are there monsters?" Vix and Tod jump.
"...Not that I am aware of..."
"Oh--" they deflated. "Ship it is! As long as we can be pirates!"
Baccus, hearing the word, grabs his head and ducks for cover. "Oh fuck, I though they were back." He shakes it out and takes a hit. "Thank fuckmuffins. --Favorite distractions, I heard?" He takes a hit and exhales a giant cloud of smoke. "Ain't nothin' better."
Ophelia shakes her head. "Gardening."
"Reading, if I ever actually had the time for it." Mavus takes some water. "What's the name of the city you live in? Since, we're all from different places."