NQ8B: "...you know what no I'm not dealing with today. Pie, get out here. I'm take a smoke break." *NQ8B steps outside, and Pie comes in.* Pie: "Just so you know, I'm only doing this so the big guy won't get made." *From outside the window, NQ8B can be seen smoking. Literally. He is on fire.*
Pixels' Cafe, Bar, Fine Dining, and Entertainment. [RP]

Pie: Due to disturbances within the fabric of reality, I might blank out from time to time and fall unconscious. Don't worry though, I'm fine. Probably.

(Ownership of Pixels' will be transfered to Raven, the Nootmare gang, and the Star Sanses, as stated in Heartfelt Goodbye.)
(Okay, I'm going to give a list of everyone who I brought to the café:
Nightmare. Nicknames: Noot, Nootmare, John, John Noot. A very goopy boi. [WARNING] Don't call him any of the nicknames mentioned above if you want to stay unharmed. Leader of the Noot gang.
Error. Has the fear of people touching him, I think it's called haphephobia? Part of the Noot gang.
Horror. Eats humans. Part of the Noot gang.
Dust. Has the phantom of Papyrus with him all the time. Part of the Noot gang.
Killer. Nothing special about him. Part of the Noot gang.
Raven. Nothing special about him. (Kinda) a member of the Noot gang.
Blue. Nothing special about him. A Star Sans.
Ink. Doesn't have a soul. A Star Sans. (I don't know too much about Ink, sorry.)
Dream. Nothing special about him. Leader of the Star Sanses.
Fresh. Has HORRIBLE slang. Automatically censors any foul language, putting a different word over is like this: [insert the word here].
There you go, the entire group. Ask me if you want me to bring anyone else here, I won't if I don't know their character too well though.)