(Thanks for waiting)>>6075993>>6076378>>6076519>>6077139>>6077165Half of what that guy asked for is still a sandwich and tenders, plus coleslaw and a beer. That should be enough to stave off any cravings, and from the smell at least, the melt is solid. It's a bit overcooked for a burger, but you suppose that's what comes from a grilled cheese outer. The guys making it managed to squeeze some vegetables on there, which could be a plus or minus depending on how drunk you were.
<span class="mu-r">"Really keeping up with your health, huh?"</span> Beatrice jokes, holding her hand in front of her chest and squeezing to simulate a heartbeat. You didn't ask for her opinion on your eating habits... and besides, those high-end places would kill you just as quickly, just with cream instead of grease. She concedes the point. <span class="mu-r">"That's fair."</span>
Your skrzak attendant flutters ahead of you, seating herself at the table you place your plate down at. She sits and watches as you bring back the billiard balls and cue, as if waiting for something to happen.
Hm. Beatrice doesn't eat, but does she drink? <span class="mu-r">"Yup."</span> There's a pause, and then you clarify: Is she <span class="mu-i">going</span> to drink? <span class="mu-r">"Nope! "I'm here to be your designated teleport specialist. Besides, Sofia would never let me hear the end of it."</span> Sofia? <span class="mu-r">"Oh, right. 'Miss Carrollo',"</span> she says teasingly, sticking her tongue out. <span class="mu-r">"She's a real tattletale, so I'm gonna be on my best behavior for the rest of the night. No fun allowed!"</span> Before continuing, you set up your game and break, wanting to make sure you get the most out of your time playing, before you get too drunk to aim.
You sink a solid on the break, so you decide to take those off the table first. Eventually, you're only down to the one and eight-ball. The demonic secretary doesn't speak much, curiously inspecting the single-player game as if she's trying to deduce the rules. It makes sense that a demon wouldn't know how to play pool, but that still makes you a bit curious despite yourself. But there's more interesting questions to ask, for sure.
The two of them know each other, then? Has she worked for Carrollo for a long time? Beatrice seems annoyed at the implication. <span class="mu-r">"I've worked <span class="mu-s">with</span> her, but to say I work <span class="mu-i">for</span> her is a bit of a misnomer. I work for the company: We've worked together in the past."</span>
Seems like there's some sort of beef there, and you try not to address it at first, taking some time to eat and line up a few shots. At least once, you need to wipe down your hands to make sure you have a good grip on the cue. <span class="mu-r">"Huh, you're pretty good at this,"</span> she muses, <span class="mu-r">"Whatever <span class="mu-i">this</span> is."</span>
Billiards is a pretty common game. Has she never played? It seems like she should know how, given she knows this spot pretty well.
She raises an eyebrow. <span class="mu-r">"Not bad. You're better at this than I thought."</span>
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