User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-28718853-20161106120800/@comment-25808351-20161108015055

"Sounds like a date!" Samia shouts. My head pops up in the window.

"Oh for the love of shit, she doesn't need anymore tips!" I crawl into the window and dust off my coat before grabbing my bottle of Rum and chug the rest of it. "Grettle! UNO MAS!" I hold out the empty bottle. Grettle quickly shuffles into the room with another bottle in her hand. She runs by me, grabbing the empty bottle a dropping off the new one at the same time. Just as quickly as she came, she is gone.