11-28-2011, 02:04 AM
What the hell was wrong with that girl? Numei arched the eyebrow over his working eye at the woman that had set bottles on the bar and a tipjar. Well, he certainly wasn't going to leave her a tip, but honestly he did find her comment about stale bread funny. For only a few seconds and amused smile graced his lips as he reached out and quickly snatched one of the bottles and brought it close to his chest. That one eye danced this way and that, almost as if daring someone to try and take it from him. Then that eye landed on the male next to him.
"Everyone has ulterior motives. Especially when they think something rare is involved." His tail flicked behind him in slight annoyance. Still, what harm was there in talking to this fellow, especially if the man wanted to buy him drinks. "Curiousity killed the cat, ya know." He regarded this man for a few moments with his one eye and then shrugged. "Fine. What do you wanna know about me?"
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