Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-76.118.55.65-20150812045228/@comment-3991308-20150823232706

Yiannis arched an eyebrow. Oh, he knew all so well about people like Calli. From the movies and newspapers and media, he heard that her people were all drunkards and had more spirit than sense.

"Rules are rules for reasons, miss. It's more orderly for people to reinforce them, and..." There he paused. Quinn's words were so halting that he couldn't discern what else she was saying. He decided it was better not to respond at all that give a half-assed attempt.

He grimaced later, irked that he had to take instructions from the coyote girl. At least the other girl advocated for the non-polluted punch as well. Anyway, it was his job, and as much as he hated it, it was still necessary for him to carry out their orders, no matter what they were.

Without even as much as a "fine" or "goodbye", Yiannis swiftly turned towards the kitchens.