They went inside and were immediately given stares. His heart sinking, Perry spotted Peter by the bar with a drink in his hand. Christina was also there, but Juliet was nowhere in sight.
Pinky coughed. "This'll be awkward…"
"Yes, yes it will."
"Let's try to avoid them," the chihuahua decided finally. "I think that will be best for everyone."
Perry nodded, though his heartbeat had sped up. "Yeah, that's a good idea."
With that, the two friends- staying as far away from the panda and bobcat as possible- walked to another end of the bar.
"What drink do you want?" Pinky asked his friend.
Perry shrugged, still staring at Peter and Christina. "Just…something. You know what I like."
"Ferbeer?" Pinky suggested.
"Alright," Perry agreed.
Pinky went up to the bar, and it was at that point that Perry noticed Juliet now sitting with her friends. Perry felt himself blush even though they didn't notice him, and his heart rate began to increase quickly. Pull yourself together, he scolded. At the same time, he was thinking, Please hurry up, Pinky…
"Hey, Perry." Luckily, the chihuahua just returned with the drinks. "What is it?"
"Juliet," Perry sighed, indicating the group of Archangel agents.
"Oh…" Pinky inhaled and looked over to the group. "You know, we could go at any time."
"No," sighed Perry again. "Let's have our drinks."
"Okay."
Pinky sat down with his friend and tried to keep his mind and gaze off of Juliet. However, Perry wasn't quite as strong minded as Pinky hoped. Despite the chihuahua's attempts, Perry kept glancing over to Juliet and her friends.
"Perry, you're making this painful," sighed Pinky.
"I'm sorry, but I just…"
"I know we came to an Archangel bar, but that-."
"P-Pinks, Peter's coming over here," interrupted Perry.
Pinky whirled around to see the panda scowling at them, his arms crossed. "It's been a long time. What, are you here to blow up this place, too?"
"We just wanted a drink," sighed Pinky.
The scowl didn't leave Peter's face. "Right…" He glared over to Perry. "Just stay away from the girls."
Perry held up in his paws in defense. "I never said I wanted to go anywhere near them."
"Your face gave enough away."
Perry glanced down at the ground, embarrassed. "I…"
Peter's scowl hadn't faded yet. "My point exactly."
"Leave him alone," snapped Pinky. "He's not doing anything to hurt you."
"He did a couple months ago," Peter retorted. "I'm taking precautions."
"I did not blow up your base!" Perry snapped. "I only failed to stop the guy who did, because I wasn't expecting him to just whip out a detonator like that!"
"Close enough."
"You could have helped!" Perry reminded angrily. "From what I remember, you mostly hindered!"
Peter sighed. "How many times do I have to say it? Dennis is a former member of YOUR organization! It's not fair that WE have to deal with him, even if he WAS at OUR base!"
"And you suffered for that thought process," growled Perry, slamming his paw on the counter and getting up.
Peter seized Perry's scruff and pulled him roughly backwards. "Don't you turn your back on me!" he snarled.
Pinky watched nervously as Perry whirled around. "I was trying to leave as peacefully as possible, but I guess that's not going to happen."
"No, I guess not," Peter snarled back.
"Guys, please," Pinky said, standing up. "We can leave and be out of your fur instead of fighting. Right?"
Perry glowered. "I'm fine with that," he snapped.
"I'm not," Peter growled, immediately slamming his fist into Perry's stomach.