Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-28358106-20170810021247

(S9/Kc) "Oh, no no no!" Regina waggles both hands at Kittycut. "I didn't mean anything by it! I just...it isn't exactly..." She gives a short huff, halting her hesitation. "It isn't my choice of venue. So I wouldn't know what to say.  Except...erm..."

"If you cannot be truthful, then do not speak, pretty love," Tirush says flatly.

Regina claps her mouth shut and looks off to the side, taking deep interest in a potted palm.

"I expended much in showing my power. I will take the finest cuts available.  Prime rib, seventy-five ounces at the least, and two roasted chickens.  And ice water to drink," Tirush says. No sooner does she finish than her stomach growls loudly, a dragon all its own. She looks down, then back up.

"Three chickens, please," she says, "And a slice of chocolate cake."