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"Wait, what for?"
Raven frowned. "Aww. Where are you going?"
"TÃtulo no dicta eso." He walked over and sat at the bar. "Red wine." Dusty nodded and walked behind the counter, pouring the professional...
He shook his head and chuckled. "Maybe I want a glass of fine wine, soldier."
Raven shrugged. "I just do." Navaja nodded. "Si. That is true." Azrael sighed. "Edmond. Remind me what we were talking about."
Azrael shook his head. "No." "Nay," said Asmo. Raven spoke up, "He's a Master Assassin, super high rank. Check out the sun, means he takes some of...
Shotgun .
Eh... Jimmy Buffett sucks.
Ew. . .
Depends. .
He stroked his chin. "An excellent question."
He laughed. "I'm sure you're smart enough to figure it out."
I will tacos.
"Well, maybe I just read a lot." Navaja shrugged.
"Me, personally?" He chuckled. "Why, never."
"I know everypony here!" He looked around. "Azrael, the dead warrior himself. Asmodeus, el diablo. Heart Song, or Cricket. Skydust, male alicorn,...
"Oooooh, that. I can, but... would that make me look too trendy?"
Nice page rape.
(Read. So far, they're all back at the bar, and there's dialoue.)