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To lunch
Karen: She backs out of the parking spot, "we could go to the China Wok, Panera Bread, Tropical Smoothie, or Olive Garden?" She asks as she drives towards the other side of the mall.

Tyler: Finally starting to relax, he thinks the choices over, "Haven't had chinese in a while." He looks over to her, "Which one is your favorite?"

Karen: "I pretty much always eat at Tropical Smoothie when I come up here once every two weeks to sell my art," She smiles, the decides to add, "I drew a lot of stuff so that I would have a selection for people to select from, and I don't always sell everything," Karen says, thinking about the fact that she'll be back up to the town in a few days to sell her drawings.

Tyler: "During lunch, how about I show you what I can do in terms of drawings?" Tyler suggests, fidgeting with his bag containing his sketchbook, "I started a sketch back at Kohls, and could finish it during lunch."

Karen: "That works," She smiles and parks the car into a parking spot at the front of the building. Karen turns off the car, opens the door, climbs out, locks the door and closes it. "Mmm, food sounds so good right about now," she says happily.

Tyler: Getting out, he sniffs and smells the beautiful smell of various fast foods, "I've missed this smell...."

Karen: "Fast food is something I've learned not to miss, which is why I eat at Tropical Smoothie, it's, somewhat healthy," Karen smiles as she starts to walk towards the entrance to the mall food court.

Tyler: "It's more the smell, not the actual food." Tyle comments, "We used to have great restaruants near my dad's studio.  It was a beautiful smell." He smiles remembering the happy memory

Karen: Karen reaches the entrance to the food court, she opens the door and walks in, then holds the door open for Tyler to walk in. "I love the smell of french fries, but if I smell it, I want to eat them, so I try to stick to healthy stuff," Karen says smiling.

Tyler: He smiled, "Maybe there's someone who could make you a cologne you could get a boyfriend of yours to wear." Tyler tried to think who in camp would be good with that, but was drawing blanks.

Karen: "A boyfriend that smelled like french fries?" She giggles, "I'd have to get a boyfriend first," Karen says as she lets go of the door and walks towards the food court's open area.

Tyler: "I'm sure there are plenty of boys your age who are nice," Tyler tries to convince. While technically they weren't in a store, he still tried to avoid directly mentioning camp to stay on the safe side.

Karen: "Are you an expert on the subject?" Karen asks with a laugh, she then pulls a twenty out of her wallet, "Here, take this and go get Chinese for yourself, I'll meet you at a table somewhere in here if I finish first, okay?" Karen informs, holding out the 20 dollar bill to Tyler.

Tyler: "No...but I'm sure there are." Tyler says, thinking of the friends he had made. Nodding he heads off to the China Wok. Waiting in line, he looked the menu over and decided that he should he could get a 'beef and mushroom' quart for a good price. Some for now, some for later. Eventually getting to the counter, he order and recieved his change. Waiting for his meal, he pulled out his sketchpad and went back to work on his drawing of Jacob firing an arrow.

Karen: Karen walks to the Tropical Smoothie, orders a club sandwhich and her usual, pineapple and oranges smoothie, when her food is ready she acquires it and walks over to a table which is near the china wok, so that Tyler won't have to walk far.

Tyler: Taking his meal, he looks around and sees Karen at a nearby table. Walking over, he sets his larger serving of beef & mushrooms down with the sketchpad facing up for her to see the nearly finished sketch. Handing her the change, he smiles, "Thank you for lunch."

Karen: Karen motions for Tyler to set the change on the table, as she has her sandwich in her hand, and doesn't want to touch the change at the moment, "You're welcome," She says happily.

Tyler: Starting to eat his meal, he spins his sketchbook around to show Karen what he'd been working on, "It's not exactly a charicature, but I think I could do on-site portraits." He's proud of his work and hopes that Karen likes it.

Karen: She frowns, "He looks angry," Karen says somewhat concerned, "Is there a reason why he looks angry?" She asks as she sets down her sandwhich, and reaches down under the table for her bag.

Tyler: Looking down, he realizes what she means, "Oh...I guess with-" he looks around, "them around, I guess I wanted some extra protection...I trust Jake." He hadn't meant to draw the son of Eros in anger, but the idea that Jake was looking out for him comforted him.

Karen: She smiles, "People in town like happy, and pretty things," Karen pulls her little handbook out of her bag, and sets it on the table, opening it to one of her small, neatly drawn images which she would take later and blow up on the computer with editing software. "See the dog?" she giggles slightly, "he's smiling,"

Tyler: He took note, "I guess I need to make myself feel a bit more comfortable in town I guess." He admired the picture of the dog, "Once I start to feel safe, I think my art will follow suit." He looked at the picture a bit more, "Is that your dog, Shadow?"

Karen: "Yeah," She continues to smile, "that was when he was a puppy," Karen leaves the notebook on the table, picks up her sandwich and takes another bite, "I think that making a happy drawing is about," She pauses, "is about being happy; when I was younger I could only draw things that looked sad."

Tyler: He looked at his own drawing, "But...but I'm not angry." He didn't understand, "I'm happy I'm at camp.  Sure, I'm scared occasionally, but I know that I have you, Jake, Jacob and a few others if things go bad." As he thought about this, he worried a bit about his dad being alone. Did he miss him?

Karen: "Oh don't be so glum," She giggles somewhat, "Drawings are all about how we feel about that person or thing, or emotions about other things only impede our ability to create our feelings about that person or thing," Karen says, then takes another bite of her sandwich.

Tyler: "But I said that I'm not angry, so why am I drawing like this?"

Karen: "That's a good question, too which, I don't have an answer," She frowns, picks up her note book and puts it into her bag, then she hums and a smile returns to her face.

Tyler: Putting his away too, he went back to his meal, "Sounds like I need to talk to a therapist or someone..." He looks at her, "You know anyone who could help with that?" Tyler didn't want to be an angry artist.

Karen: "Silly, you're talking to a child of Harmonia," She giggles, "Something has been eating at you, and it's turning into a dark rainy cloud in here," Karen pokes a finger at Tyler's chest on the side his heart is on, "And you need to be at peace with that rain cloud before you can draw happy things," She smiles and picks up the second half of her sandwich and takes a bite.

Tyler: He looked down at his heart and then at Karen, tilting his head. He thought that he understood what she was saying, but the didn't quite know exactly what she meant. ''Dark rain cloud? What does that mean?''  He goes to work on the remaining chinese. "So, where we heading next?"

Karen: She holders her sandwhich in one hand, then picks up her smoothie and takes a long drink from it, "I dunno, where do you want to go?" Karen asks with a smile.

Tyler: Finishing up the first portion of Chinese, he placed the other takeout container into his bag. He thought if there was anything that he wanted that wasn't art-related. "Well...I've been thinking about trying to get a pair of rollerblades," Tyler muses, "I would see if Hephaestus cabin would make me a pair, but I think they'd wind up with flamethrowers and rockets attatched to them."

Karen: "Well, we could go to Target again, but there's a rollerskating rink up the street from here, we could go to that if you wanted?" Karen asks, then takes another bite out of her sandwich.

Tyler: He thought about it, "Well, I guess it'd let me practice before I actually get them." He thought a bit more, "Do the sell skates there?"

Karen: "I think so—I still have to pick mine up," She frowns, "I left mine up there last time I was there, and had to phone the rink to tell them to hold onto them for me," Karen says with a short sigh as she finishes off the last portion of her sandwich.

Tyler: He nodded, "Well, even if they don't at least we have a reason to stop in." Tyler was kind of excited to go. He'd skated a few times before, but he wasn't that good at it, so he was eager to learn.

Karen: "D'oh," She chuckles slightly, "Now I remember why I left them up there, one of the wheels came loose and they have a 'shop' that fixes and sells skates, and I called to see if they were fixed," Karen says as she grabs her trash and throws it away in the trash can that's practically right behind her. She then grabs her smoothie cup, stands up and stretches a little.

Tyler: Making sure that his other serving is secure, he stands up and takes care of his trash, "To the roller rink then?"

Karen: "Yeah, to the roller rink!" she grabs her bag and slings it over her shoulder, "Ready to go?"

Tyler: "Yep!" He was eager to get a pair of blades.