"Yesterday Alisek Talmin assisted some co-conspirators in murdering a roboticist and most of their staff, shortly after asking you a grocery order."

"Grocery order? - the eggs? I was making food for a dinner he was supposed to attend and needed to know how many he expected to eat."

He squints through the glass.

Wine-dregs hair in a low ponytail. Staring at her hands. ...springing really badly and trying not to think about it.

Lying.

"Did they plan this with anybody else?"

"Alisek? I don't know - he mostly hangs out with Tiskal." Who is also dead.

"But he was going to make it to your party?"

"It was supposed to be a potluck."

"You have family, Shasali?"

"My parents are alive, sir."

"None of the murderers had any kids, it's kind of interesting."

"Reds often move into inside jobs after they have children if possible, sir."

"Do you have any idea how they learned where the roboticists were?"

"No sir."

Squint.

She doesn't know the details but she knows who knows them.

Well, it'd be a capital crime for anybody. Isel will not find that very reassuring. 

He stands up. 

She looks up briefly at the noise, then back down.

Then, quite unaccountably, there appears a gigantic snake monster with a door-sized mirror for a face. It thrashes around finding its bearings, crashing through the booth wall, and then switchbacks around, putting red and blue both through the aperture.

....quite unaccountably doesn't really cover it -

- where are they -

A temperate forest with plants that are just slightly off.

There's not glass between him and the red anymore.

Yeah he noticed that it's not exactly at the top of his priority list because what the fuck - 

- what's she doing -

Also what-the-fucking at the sudden what the fuck. - noticing that he is also there.

Scrambling to her feet and backing away a few yards.

" - please don't do that I don't have chalk on me and I doubt you do -"

She shivers. She stops.

"Do you have any idea what happened."