But let us worry about such things for after you have had your fill.
[He hands the rest of the Cutiefly strings to Elidibus. There are probably... twelve, fifteen of them? Now inside, they slowly begin to settle over his hair and shoulders. Hythlodaeus goes up to the counter with a big, stupid grin and orders something before pointing over at Elidibus. The counter person, dressed in what can only be described as an Amaurotine-inspired maid dress, takes it down and walks it to the kitchen. When she comes back, she hands him two short, cold glasses of a clear liquid.]
[Hythlodaeus' grin has not shrunk when he sits, pushing the glass in front of his companion.]
no subject
[He taps his chin, mock thinking.]
But let us worry about such things for after you have had your fill.
[He hands the rest of the Cutiefly strings to Elidibus. There are probably... twelve, fifteen of them? Now inside, they slowly begin to settle over his hair and shoulders. Hythlodaeus goes up to the counter with a big, stupid grin and orders something before pointing over at Elidibus. The counter person, dressed in what can only be described as an Amaurotine-inspired maid dress, takes it down and walks it to the kitchen. When she comes back, she hands him two short, cold glasses of a clear liquid.]
[Hythlodaeus' grin has not shrunk when he sits, pushing the glass in front of his companion.]
Drink up!
[Be careful. It smells like anise.]