The aftermath of their
Instead of worrying too much over mumbo jumbo said within the boundaries of Terrasphere, the only thing that had her biting her non-existant nails out of her non-fleshy fingers was the mixture of ingredients Tock decided to pour together. Sure, she's the one with the PhD in Terrasphere Alchemy (like everyone else), but there's a limit to what you can call tea. At least the cups didn't melt like last time...
"Is this tea? This tastes like alcohol... I don't know what Alcohol tastes like though." And neither could she taste anything in the first place, but that didn't stop her from side-glancing her twin who just finished preparing their four wheeled transport, the tea pot and the full set of cups, forks, knives. Hopefully these pastries and biscuits would be enough, she never bothered much with dishes to pair with booze in the first place.
"Ehem, it's EXTREME TEA." She replied, drapping the steel, round table with the pink table-cloth.
"Huh? So Alcohol is just tea with a different flavor? Why don't we drink it more often then?"
"Do you not remember what happened last time?" The question left Tick pondering for longer than usual, tapping away at her chin as she surfed through memories, eventually ending up with nigh a clue of what Tock meant.
"...Nothing?" Incredulously answered, she fell for the bait.
"Nothing! And what's nothing? Boring, that's what it is. Tea never failed us, it's the ol'reliable for a fun evening." Tock proclaimed as a matter of fact, yet today would be different. The chairs were set, a third one build and welded to make sure there's enough room for their guest.
Enough questioning had happened on a single morning, from 'what are you doing with all that slime' to 'What does a table need shock absorbers for?!' Of course, none would comprehend the genius behind the refined contraption. Cars have four wheels, tables have four legs, just need to combine them and pack them into something small enough, and with the potency of a machine and unsafe magics alike, the perfect vehicle for the perfect evening was patched up, again, for their tea shenanigans.
All that was left is for the heroine to come claim her prize, and to find out this thing has no seatbelts. Not like that would occur to anyone, it's just three chairs linked to metal bars towards a table with a suspiciously long tablecloth!
"You think she'll come?"
"Yeppers, Tock told her it was a drink she never ever had before." Technically the truth, because no one ever mixed up so many drinks and organic materials in a bottle before and called it alcohol. But hey, it passed all the safety checks, so it wasn't lethal nor harmful at the very least!
@Seigi Ling Ling