The wide-eyed look Taweret slid her best friend and partner in shenanigans was quite clear. Followed up by a silent reply, “Yeah, like a year ago. Bitch, are you holding out on me? Is there an update and you didn't fucking tell me?” The idea, the mere idea, that there were any developments in this whole case of Ninkasi and the Greek … the brother of the one she had saucy photos of thanks to Reshi -and she still didn't know where Reshi got those from, was quite insulting.
Her eyes turned back to the stage, “Okay, I'm over the baker thing... I need a drink. Seshat doesn't drink much, from what I know, so something fun and tastes good.” “You are going to tell me everything. Every. Damn. Thing.”