[ Make that two people-- Er... Individuals who have no fucking clue why or how they agreed to stay here. A cramped fish bowl under the sea is the last place that Chloe would ever find herself. And honestly, it's the weirdest fucking turn in her life. She should be back on the surface with Max, looking for Rachel. God-- Fuck they were so close! How the hell did this place sound like a better idea? It's not like any of their leads brought them to the bottom of the goddamn ocean! ]

[ It's frustrating. Beyond frustrating, especially when it looks like she can't even get her hands on any booze or smokes. Chloe is silently staring at a hot dog she's got on a branch, that she's barely begun roasting before the strange fish-lady next to her nearly knocks the damn thing out of her hand and wastes the rest of their food. ]

Holy shi--!

[ Undyne knocks everything over, and effectively wastes their food. But she's actually kind of astounded by the glowing spear dealie. Especially since she was already amused by the fish-person in the first place. ]

[ Chloe holds her arms up in a state of shock and amusement. But the amusement is sort of shrouded by her foul temper. ]

Jesus fuck! Are you serious right now?

[ She groans and slams her arms down. ]

Well, the weenies and then some sure are roasted. If I wasn't already pissed off to begin with, I'd think that was the most awesome thing I ever saw.