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The RP has a total of 3 lines, 496 words, and 2805 characters.
The average line consists of 165.33 words that themselves average 4.66 characters taking about 17 minutes, 4 seconds.
Gavin said a total of 1 line, 202 words, and 1252 characters.
Gavin's average line consists of 202.0 words that themselves average 5.2 characters taking about 22 minutes, 0 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 2 lines, 294 words, and 1553 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 147.0 words that themselves average 4.28 characters taking about 12 minutes, 9 seconds.

21:46 GyroFeather frowns at the waiter, his belly full of a lovely squimring pegasus that he'd had for dinner, with a tasty white sauce. "What do you mean you dont take my credit? I'm well known enough around here, even if you dont like my card. I can send you over the bits in the morning instead if you prefer." THe gryphon says, with a growing frustration in his voice. What had been a most lovely evening in a fairly exclusive restraunt had soon turned to a very sour experience. The place was not on any guides, and even the patrons were bound by a spell that prevented them from speaking about it, but it was one of the most exotic dining experiences in all of equestria.

21:46 < ChefGavin> Bit on and off for a bit, but yeah!

21:47 < ChefGavin> Ah, yis, 👍

22:08 ChefGavin to and fro accross each silver table, both during open and 'closed' hours the golden gryphon enjoyed feeding the starved and ravenous of Equestria. While during the day he feed ponies in culinary vegetarian delights, he had always kept a hidden yet most enchanting 'afterhour' menu of feeding the locals to the more carnivorous crowd~. Sadly busy with dressing and seasoning so many pony platters for a suprise rush hour, the overworked Griff' normally packed gut lay empty and grumbling while the chef oversaw so many happy eaters simply packed with squirming prey.* *Overhearing a clamor worse then his own dismal stomach, Gavin glid towards the howling customer. Gavin noted with glee that this customer's belly distended with what appeared to be one of his famed 'Cloudsdale Cusine's', yet he could not tolerate his waitstaff being harrased so noisly. "I humbly apologize for whatever monetary issues you might have," Gavin spoke while butting in for his waiter, "yet please respect our dilligent staff, they work quite throughly and through much dangerous work to catch the 'ingredients' we at Gavin's Grill serve! If you would kindly pay within the next hour, we can quietly return to collectively enjoying our 'nutrition' in proud peace.'*

22:21 GyroFeather was just raising his voice at the waiter when the gryphon swoops in and catches his attention. He looks shocked and cowed at first, as his chrest and cheek feathers fold flat against his head, and takes a deep breath, before letting it out. He sights softly and then gestures at the pegasus besides him, all the while imagineing how lovely he'd be filling out a second spot in his course. "This stallion here tells me that you wont accept my credit, nor my checks? That seems a little absurd for a place such as this. Surely you dont expect us to carry the sort of sums around that you charge all willy nilly...even fi we knew how much it was to begin with? I have plenty of money at the bank, but as you well know its after hours, so if you insist on cash, I must insist that you give me til tomorrow morning, on my honor," gyro explains in a rather calm tone, despite the inconvenience.

23:00 < GyroFeather> (boop

23:30 < GyroFeather> (THe bug is gone 😦

23:53 < ChefGavin> (got roped into sudden bf stuff, terribly sorry,