Re: Seating: OPEN to Any! Come on Down
The brunette was beautiful, in the way that a knife was beautiful, something in the how she carried herself as sharp and purposeful as it was sexual. "You think you're allowed to sit down with any Master you want uninvited, hn?" Blunt chastisement, but not refusal, as he worked on another sip of his beer. "What's your name, girl?"