Metro-X lumbers through the doors of the cafe, brushing off his arms and looking about with his usual cool calculation. He's been in the lower ranges of Cubicron for months, attempting to bring law to the lawless, and so decided to make his first stop at the buffer zone in the old cafe. Lift Off entered the El Sleazo not too long ago and made his way to the bar, specifically the end of it so his wide wingspan wouldn't intrude on anyone. He signaled down Foz-E, who soon came to get his order and payment then headed off to get the mech an ener-beer. Rascal has arrived. "Good point," Arcee replies.