Ferris's Backyard Barbeque (All are welcome!)

[King-Clod]

Jinx's walking stick manages to get underneath Bawdry's glasses, but in the moment it does, Bawdry SNAPS to attention, gripping the stick with an otherworldly strength, and tears it from Jinx's grasp. She starts to float above the ground, in the manner an abstract type would before ascending, except with a different, wrong sort of feel. Her halo widens, and you can see a golden ball rolling around the track. 
"So, you want to play games now, do you?"
The robot throws a rock at Bawdry.
It hits, but she doesn't so much as flinch.
"Who put you up to this." Bawdry asks, in a tone more indicative of a command than a question.

Jinx laughs nervously, face-paint cracking at the edges, and whistles to call off her poor, loyal little robot. "Me, myself and I!" she claims. "They were shiny! Pretty bad game, though.."

Bawdry's halo is still fluctuating, her gaze unbroken.
"Oh," She laughs, but there is no joy in it. It's incredulous, at the nerve of this guest, and it's absolutely dripping with hatred. "Oh, I highly doubt that. This is now... what, the eighth attempt this work? You're working with someone, I know that for sure. But I should thank you, really. Now I know the culprit is someone on my staff! " She leans in close, adding, "This was a bit of a test, you see. I never lie down in the open like that, and good gosh you took the bait. Now, I won't interrogate you here about who you talked with beforehand, goodness no, this was meant to be a good time for everyone, and I think we've made enough of a scene for today."
She touches a hand to her head for a second, then resumes.
"I AM going to have to ask you to leave, though. Chomper will see you out."

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Chomper and crew rush in, panting a bit.

"We're here! Sorry for the delay, did someone need an escort?"
Bawdry responds deadpan, "More of a bouncer than an escort, but sure. Take it away."
Chompers calls to Ferris, telling him to "Finish the cup game thing! I'm busy!" and holds out a hand to Jinx. 

"Hey there pal! Want to go around the festival with me?"
Bawdry interrupts. "You're escorting them out of the festival, not throughout it."
Cruncher rolls her eyes and whispers "We honestly don't really care, so don't worry. We're cool. She's just... really touchy about those things."

Bawdry interrupts a second time, "I can hear you."

Solstice adds, "Get out of our hecking festival you hecking hooligan, or you'll be forced out."
Her hand is still outstretched though, and Chomper gives you a wink.

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Mindless shrinks in their chair when they see everything that's going down, visibly uncomfortable. They clutch Kermit tight to their chest.

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Lucent stands up, brushing grass and dirt off, though it leaves a bit of green color. "Ok!"

They proceed to stand next to the grill, eyeing the hot dogs intensely in silence.

Ferris works in silence, his focus entirely on making these hotdogs evenly cooked, and finishes the five hotdogs in no time at all.
He hands Lucent the dogs, and, in response to Chomper's request, calls out, 
"Will do!"
He looks back to Lucent.
"Wanna get in one more cup and ball game before Bawdry ends this whole shebang?"