"With nifty side effects." Aegis strolls back into the bar.
Edie considers her old clothes, and then her sweaty body, and bundles up the garments to change back into after she's had a shower. Then she also heads back into the bar.
Aegis just came from the gym and was going to take a shower anyway. And doesn't have a change of clothes or a good place to hide them if she snagged a set from Bar.
Edie orders a refreshing beverage. Not one of Emily's crazy fruit things.
Bar offers her an omelette with chicken and cheese and artichoke, and Mexican rice and refried beans, and mango custard. Aegis eats up. Protein!
"Making people run around like headless chickens is fun. So's good food."
"Yeah. The food on the station," says Aegis, around artichoke, "isn't, like, crap, but it's all very scientific and there's not a lotta flavor variety and, fuck, eggs, we never get eggs, can't 'ponics or vatgrow an egg." Om nom.
"Better than the astronaut food we've currently got, I'm sure. But yeah, eggs're good."
"I mean we get a sort of egg powder thing that's cheap to ship, but," om nom nom nom.
You're entirely welcome.
After Aegis has eaten up: "Well, I still haven't had any brilliant ideas for shit to bring back with me that won't do more harm than good. Any last minute ideas before I go take a shower and go to class?"
"See you around, or not, depending on door whims," says Aegis, and she sighs and pats Bar and departs.