Wish You Were Beer.

[Kaze]

With an eyebrow raised and an amused smirk on her lips, Kaze picked up both pint glasses and rolled her eyes. "Right away, your lordship." Thomas kicked back in his seat, full of himself and with a grin splattered all over his face. Kaze walked over to the counter and placed the empty pint glasses.

"Oy, guv'na. Fill them up, will'ya?" She talked loudly, with a deep cockney accent and turned her back against the counter, eyeing each and everyone in the bar with a devilish grin. Those eyes had already been trailing her and Murphy for some time, and Kaze felt that she should draw the line sooner with her tongue than later with her fists.

"Aye, I look like yer normal Kuey. Slant eyes and all that. And if ye havin' a problem with little ol' me.." She trailed each and one of the faces there. "I'll show ya how Bretonian my fists are." The grin on her face drove the point home. The bartender silently placed the new batch of pints.

Kaze picked one up and raised the glass to everyone in the room. "Bretonia." She toasted, and was followed by many in the pub. With that out of the way, Kaze picked the other pint glass and walked over to Murphy's table, putting it in front of him.

Sitting, she puffed a small strand of hair in front of her face and looked at Murphy. "Do proceed, Thomas." Kaze spoke with a bemused look in her face and sipped her pint.

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[08:11 PM] Dusty Lens said: Well in that case. NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKE & #SAVAGE & #STORIES