Julian watched the silent commotion with distaste. He was probably the only one here not carrying a gun on him, or a bladed weapon. Ah well, he had a silver tongue.
Sitting back, he watched with interest as the red-dressed girl spoke. She had some sort of plan in mind, thats for sure...especially considering the odd group around her.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
