Text Message Log:
xladyturk0x: Tseng? Are you there? I'm at Q-15 on the map, I don't see you anywhere...
xpaperholic: Describe your surroundings, Elena.
xladyturk0x: Um... well, I'm outside of this tavern, it looks like. There's a pathway, I'm not really near the train station anymore...
xladyturk0x: ... I'm really bad at using these maps, Tseng. Everything looks the same here to me!
xladyturk0x: I'm pretty sure I'm at Q-15, though.
xpaperholic: Mmm. I thought you passed two months ago. Is the tavern you see between two taller buildings, one with a brown roof and mirrored windows, and the other one brick red?
xladyturk0x: Umm... yeah, it is. Why?
xpaperholic: It's the one I'm in. Get yourself in here on the double; it's cold outside and I cannot have you falling ill at this time.
xladyturk0x: Reno already dragged me out into it earlier, so I doubt that any more cold can hurt me right now. But I'll come right in, Tseng!
xpaperholic: I highly doubt that he is with you right now?
xladyturk0x: ... he is, actually. Is that a problem, sir...?
xpaperholic: If he was, he probably would have run headfirst in here with you in tow. Unless you have managed to find a way to knock him out and drag him here instead, in which case I should probably congratulate you.
xladyturk0x: DIFGJDIFGJDIHJUSGHN YO BOOBSSS IJDSJI IJH;';;;D ELNMA'S BEIN A KDLG;''''
xladyturk0x: ... sorry, sir! That was Reno.
xladyturk0x: He grabbed my journal for a moment...
xpaperholic: ... Ah.
xpaperholic: Well then. Get in here, the both of you.
xladyturk0x: Sorry about that, sir... alright, though, we'll come inside right away!