I look at the world and I notice it's turning...

Mr. Walrus: "Because," I say. "Howbdo I know you aren't my hallucination?"

Jonas
"..." My head hurt so badly from all the logic... or lack there of "..."

Mr. Walrus: "Precisely!" I say. "Only I could make up someone with such bad tastes in drinks! Only I have such cunning! And so, how do you know that I haven't made you up? Look down at you hands, now out the window now back to me! I am now wearing sunglasses." I take a sip and peer at him through the dark lenses. "And you made me up? Don't be foolish!"

That wasn't an old spice reference, was it?
Jonas
"...No, I didn't make you up, Marshall did. And Marshall totally has the mind to do that."

(Why yes. Yes it was. I love the old spice guy!)

Mr. Walrus: "..."

Joyce: "Aw, I think you broke him, Jonas. Poor Mr. Walrus."

Jonas
I sigh "Yes, poor freaking Walrus indeed. Okay, we're at our stop, see you later buddy"

Joyce: I give him the puppy dog look. "Jonas," I say. "You broke his little heart. All he did was help us and you snapped it in half like a cheap hooker's jewelry."

Jonas
"Erggg... you do know he's not real, right?! Fine, fine... sorry Mr Walrus. Now let's go" I grab her hand, dragging her out of the subway

Joyce: I follow him around, keeping an eye out for the things he was telling us about. Suddenly, I little kid sticks out his foot and trips me up. I faceplant to the ground and turn back to the kid. "Hey!" I say and then stop. His eyes...

Jonas
"Hey kid" I ask suddenly, helping Joyce up "What's your name?"

Where are they?

Subway station. Hey, where's Larry?!?!?!

I dunno, he kinda got pushed out of the chat...well, more like drifted out of the chat... :/

He could be with Myrah and Marsh?

Joyce: The kid's eyes widen and he slowly starts baking up. "Damn, you're a cop, aren't you?" He suddenly turns around and takes off yelling ,"Stranger danger, stranger danger!"

I guess so...

Jonas
"I'm not a cop!" I yell after him, then curse under my breath "Now what?!"

Joyce: "I guess we have to go get him," I say. "Something tells me we'll regret it if we don't."

Jonas
I shrug "Running people down is part of my job description" Then I take off after him. Dang he's fast... and I'm still freaking drunk... but I manage to catch up to him, grabbing his arm "No, wait!"

The boy starts flailing and tries his best to get away. "Aw, no! You can't prove any of those things aboud you can't make me!" His accent is starting to show, one that almost seems German at first. He gets ready to bite at the man when a woman grab him by the ear. "What are you doing, Henry?!" she asks. "I promised your mom to keep you out of trouble, but I can't do that if you're always starting something!"

Jonas
Henry. That's his name. Then I look up at the heavily tattooed woman, a smile creeping across my face "Sorry, sorry, a friend sent me to talk to you guys, made it sound like maybe you could help us?"

Wait, are they going on the subway, or getting off?

just got off

and Myrah and Marsh just got Reece

The woman frowns a bit. "Um, alright. You mind being quick about it though? I've got my own kids to worry about too." I somewhat strange looking trio of kids stands behind her, two of them obviously twins while the third is a boy around Henry's age.