Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32632608-20170831143119/@comment-29611741-20170903142700

Priscila stands, unamused. She seems to have more where that came from, anyways.

Trisha leaves some bills on the table and proceeds to feed some of the non-chocolate donut holes to her Bird of Paradise.

Trisha: Thanks... what was your name?... Arsen or something?