[Allison scowls at the door when the overbearing voice outside hollers for service. Brownie growls peevishly, while Duchess's ears merely twitch at the disturbance.
Whoever it is, they're obnoxious. Must be an inmate.
Walking out from behind the bar, Allison crosses over to open the door, frowning at the man on the other side.]
[spam]
Whoever it is, they're obnoxious. Must be an inmate.
Walking out from behind the bar, Allison crosses over to open the door, frowning at the man on the other side.]
You could ask nicely, you know.