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Hey, it smells nice here. A lot of spices, a lot of food. This is a kind of an interior food court. Table after table line up here packed full to the brim, with humans and demons both being served as the rain roars outside. Sometimes demons eat, but you've never figured out quite why. Beatrice says she doesn't, but right beside you is a troll eating an entire ham right off of the bone with gusto. One of the human servers rushes up to greet you in a tacky red and green uniform. "Hello, welcome to Wingman's, the fastest delivery service in the world."
You explain the situation without much issue, Beatrice correcting any details. Sad to find you're not placing orders, he instead leads you to the delivery bench, where a parrot is preening itself and bouncing about arrogantly. At first, you're not sure why this is worth your time, until two heads look up from the bird's neck and he flaps his wings in a defensive gesture. <span class="mu-r">"DaMn Po-Po-PoLiCe RuINinG mY dAy, MMmmMMhH?"</span> This two-headed parrot swivels both necks around to get a better look at you, which is disorienting and strange.
So this is Pollyolly? He's been 'swapping orders for fun'. <span class="mu-r">"aND If i am? I'm nOt gEttIng P-p-P-aId enOUgh fOr tHiS ShIT."</span> He begins bobbing his heads erratically, his bright plumage whipping around in the food hall.
>>Pollyolly
>What is it you need more money for? I can't imagine you have a lot of needs.
>Your current employers value your work- otherwise, they would have replaced you already. Maybe they'll be willing to hike your rate.
>Are you just bored with your current p-p-position? Maybe doing something else would help you re-focus.
>Is there a particular variety of crackers you like a lot? Just to make you comfortable as we talk.
>Look, birdbrain, I see a lot of knives around here, and you look pretty plump to me.
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