[Most who were passingly aware of the boisterous archosauria woman would probably be surprised to find her in a place like the Tomes. But while it’s not a frequent stop of hers, she does like to pop in from time to time to poke around through the books. Mostly for anything relating to medicine or local remedies, but sometimes the odd adventure story.
So the new offering of drinks certainly catches her eye—and gets something of a laugh at the names up on the signboard—prompting her to slide in line to maybe give one a try for the hell of it. Which seems like a great idea until someone holds up said line, coffee already in hand and an odd expression on his face. There’s only a mild bit of annoyance present in the way her tail flicks behind her, but more than anything, she’s kinda curious about what his deal is.
She gives him a (little too hearty) pat on the shoulder, leaning in close to get a look at that cup in his hand.]
Y’know, it ain’t gonna bite you if you take a sip.
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So the new offering of drinks certainly catches her eye—and gets something of a laugh at the names up on the signboard—prompting her to slide in line to maybe give one a try for the hell of it. Which seems like a great idea until someone holds up said line, coffee already in hand and an odd expression on his face. There’s only a mild bit of annoyance present in the way her tail flicks behind her, but more than anything, she’s kinda curious about what his deal is.
She gives him a (little too hearty) pat on the shoulder, leaning in close to get a look at that cup in his hand.]
Y’know, it ain’t gonna bite you if you take a sip.