[ Well, that hit a nerve a little visibly. M-21 raises an eyebrow, but he doesn't press his curiosity until they're already settled at the table and he can pick up the cheerful little "happy hour" menu card to pass to Adelis. He might be the type who's more cheerful when he's fed, you never knew. ]
I've already got a tab here. Since you're settling, order whatever.
[ ...Although he might protest if 'whatever' gets a little overboard. He props his chin in his hand as he flicks a reflexive glance around the bar, but there's no one else nearby anyway. Good table choice. And not too near the karaoke machine, which M-21 would prefer to avoid like the plague. ]
So what are Kindred?
[ So much for waiting until Adelis is maybe placated with alcohol first. Patience never was exactly his strong suit. ]
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I've already got a tab here. Since you're settling, order whatever.
[ ...Although he might protest if 'whatever' gets a little overboard. He props his chin in his hand as he flicks a reflexive glance around the bar, but there's no one else nearby anyway. Good table choice. And not too near the karaoke machine, which M-21 would prefer to avoid like the plague. ]
So what are Kindred?
[ So much for waiting until Adelis is maybe placated with alcohol first. Patience never was exactly his strong suit. ]