After the hustle and bustle of getting out of town, the two were finally alone for a long car ride. Bill had something special in mind. 'Come on Cipher, you can do this! It's just a full day of Mabel and pathetically insignificant detours. What could possibly go wrong?' "Hey Bill! Whatcha doin'?" Mabel asked cheerfully. They had been driving for the past hour and a half, just listening to Mabel's favorite songs from the Ghost of the Musical soundtrack and something Bill hadn't anticipated on. "I had no idea you were into Retrieval! The Medical Musical!" "Well, yeah! Unrewarding Occupation is one of the best songs if you ask me! Along with Medical Retrieval Guy, of course!" Mabel was in her element. 'Maybe I under estimated, Shooting Star?' Bill's eyes only left the road for a moment at a time; just to be sure his guest wasn't bored.
After another hour or so of chatting, they finally pulled off in Newport to get some lunch. They went to a fairly popular restaurant in town, known for it's amazing clam chowder. After they were seated at a table near the window facing the water, it began. "So, how come you know so much about Oregon, Billy boy~?" Mabel started with one of the easiest questions in the world. "That's easy! I know lots of things!" Bill smirked, knowing this would only fuel Mabel's need for knowledge. The brunette simply tilted her head, "Why?" The man looked at her, with the most devious smile. "Because I'm an all powerful nightmare entity, who plans to unleash the horrors of my nightmare realm to-" "Yeesh! Sorry I asked." Mabel rolled her eyes and set it upon herself to play with the little crackers shaped like clams.
Bill laughed at how quickly her thoughts switched to building a pyramid of crackers. She had no experience with this sort of thing and was sure to fail.
After the tower of square and clam crackers fell for the third time, Bill decided it was time for an intervention. "Looks like our foods here!" He chimed as the waitress placed the two bowls of chowder down. "Enjoy your food, you love birds!"
Mabel was looking at Bill, with the upmost interest now. He was about to take his second spoonful of chowder, when he noticed how fidgety and serious Mabel appeared.
"Do you not like the food, Star?" He asked, hoping she was just put off from the meal, but he knew that was asking for too much too soon. "Is this like… a date or?" "It's whatever you'd like it to be, my dear." He knew she'd get suspicious, but not this soon. However, much to the man's surprise, Mabel quickly began eating.
Truthfully, she was trying to hide the embarrassment from the question. She just needed some confirmation and that answer was more than enough for her.