[Good to see he's still in a humorous mood, at least. Fran shrugs, offering a mutually confused glance.]

Beats me... Something about celebrating a new queen? Perhaps they're like ants, and are setting up a new colony.

[Fran's legs pull closer, arms wrapped about and hugging their thighs tight against their chest so they can rest their chin on their knee.]

Have you... uh, seen many other people here?