“There is nothing wrong with immortalizing the moment, KitKat,” she rolled her eyes. “How often to we go out anymore? Chill your tits.” Kasi took another sip and waggled her phone, screen dark now, in Bast's general direction. “I don't know what you're worried about. Last I checked, you've got a boyfriend, you're not dead.”
Did Dio know about Hermod? Was this supposed to still be some secret? Well, too bad if it was because why would it be a secret, that was bordering on being ashamed of the damn thing. “And those guys on the floor aren't dead either. It's all cool.” Ninkasi was about to go on about how Hermod clearly knew how Bast was and didn't have an issue with it... and they'd just keep their hands to themselves, when the music changed....
… abruptly.
Kasi blinked. “Well, I guess he took the Magic Mike references literally.” And blinked a few more times when the baseline to Ginuwine's Pony started ripping through the air.
Oh, she was going to need more booze for this. Thank creation for Dio. "I'm not licking anything," she said quietly after taking a hearty gulp from her mug, "at least not off any of them."