[Hey there, Nariko, guess who's flopping into the bag next to you.]
Hey, dear.
[She looks troubled, with her own glass of beer which she eyes with some distaste. Its going to taste like liquid poop, she doesn't need her magical vision to know that much]
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Hey, dear.
[She looks troubled, with her own glass of beer
which she eyes with some distaste. Its going to taste like liquid poop, she doesn't need her magical vision to know that much]