MAY 31 2011 Image:Doac jpg.JPG Psykeout sits in the corner of the El Sleazo Cafe, his one arm resting on the table and his fingertips running up and down the glass of energon sitting in front of him. The waitresses are fawning over him, making sure that he has everything he wants and needs. One sits across from him, smiling at him dreamily... Swivel pauses at the El Sleazo, pausing and glancing at the pictures posted just outside of the El Sleazo. She remains perched there for a bit, just staring. Psykeout brushes off Wrench's hand and takes another step closer, "Where might that be, Swivel?"