Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-76.118.55.65-20150812045228/@comment-27235572-20150821142723

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Quinn had finally spotted someone she was completely comfortable with: Calli, standing by the punch that Quinn knew without a doubt was spiked. It always was, from her experience. When she had her birthday party, there would be no punch.

As she rushed over to her friend to greet her, she noticed a guy that seemed to be harassing her, probably over the punch. Her eyes narrowed. Quinn was certain that Calli didn't spike the punch, because it had already been spiked before the coyote girl had gotten over there.

"E-excuse me, sir." Her tone was a very polite one, but it seemed forced. "W-why are you bothering my f-friend here? You should k-keep in mind that someone w-will always spike punch: it's a r-rule! Just because C-Calli is in the general p-proximity doesn't mean s-she did it!" Quinn's eyes were boring holes in his head.

"A-Are you aware that there is a l-law that dictates that if s-someone has official citizenship in a c-certain region and t-they are legal to drink or drive in that a-area, that makes them l-legal everywhere? Who's to s-say she isn't legal? And, what if s-she was going to inform you about t-the punch before you accosted her, hmm?" Quinn shot off these questions with a continual smile.

"So, sir, d-do you have anything else to say?" Quinn looked a bit smug, but that was probably just the lighting. "Because, if n-not, I think my f-friend and I shall be going t-to converse elsewhere."

((I had so much fun writing this. And, it may be a law, or maybe Quinn made it up. Who knows?))