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You’ve dealt with girls like this before… the kind that just won’t leave you alone no matter how much you brush them off…
Yea, no, that was a lie. You’ve never dealt with a girl like that before, not in real life anyways, and while the attention you’ve received for simply being a human is welcome and kinda exciting, you know you’ve got to do the right thing here:
You <span class="mu-i">MIGHT</span> talk to her, you retort as you cross your arms, if uh… she wets your whistle a bit!
“You want to wet yourself?” She asks as her foxy grin falters a bit.
No, damn it, you groan, you could use another DRINK! If she gets you a drink-
“Oho~not a problem at all, Anton, at least for a Durher of <span class="mu-i">MY</span> standing…” Snapping her claws for the waitress, the Spinner maybe tries for a good minute before grabbing your tankard and slamming it repeatedly on the table!
“Want another, hon?” Inquires the waitress as she seemingly emerges from nowhere!
“Oh he <span class="mu-i">WILL!</span> Put it on my tab, if you please!” The girl replies as she gives you a wink!
“... do you have a tab open, sweetheart?” Your interviewer’s eyes bug out.
“Erm… I would… like to open one, actually! Yes, that’ll do me just fine!” She adds, rolling her eyes with a derisive ‘pfft!’
“Name?”
“Oh, er…” Leaning in close to the waitress, the Spinner mutters something that gets the waitress nodding in recognition! “Ohh, I’ve heard of you! You’re the one w-”
“Y-yep, yep, that’s me!” Sputters your benefactor as she nods her head so fast you can hear her neck crack! “Less recognition, more serving, please!”
As the waitress scuttles off, the Spinner lets out a quiet sigh before turning back your way with renewed confidence on her face! “Ahhh… fame… what a curse, am I right?”
You polish off the rest of your tankard and respond with a stony look on your face. Yea, no. Who the hell is she anyways?
“Oh, little ole’ me?” The girl retorts with a polite chuckle, “My name, dear Anton, is <span class="mu-b">TZAH-TZIE MOLEVOY:</span> Esteemed Spinner and, if you act now, one of your dearest and most trusted friends!”
“Ohoho, I <span class="mu-i">KNEW</span> I recognized you!” Exclaims your bodyguard as she slams her freshly-empty drink on the table! “You’re the one that gets all of her patrons <span class="mu-i">ki-</span> oh, much obliged!”
As your bodyguard helpfully gets back to boozing with a fresh drink, you raise an eyebrow at your potential ‘dearest and most trusted friend’. What’s that about getting all of her patrons ki-?
>CONTD.
