flora
Finding herself slightly drunk on Jack's snark (she'd noticed his comments during the election, but hadn't really had the frame of mind to mention it), now the Doubletake just hmmph'd! in a sing-song tone before glancing toward Ronin. "Wouldn't have mattered much anyway." She huffed with a small shrug. "But I'll show them." This latter sentiment was said under her breath, because as much as Flora might have wanted to get Ronin a little bit in trouble with Safrin, the fact that her family had fallen so low in the general opinion of Torchline was something she very much was determined to change.
"This furniture is gross." Flora sings back to Jack. Yes, yes, a good many deals had been bargained for here, houses lost in bets, companions wagered away on losing poker hands. Very sad, anyway. "And I can promise you that the new menu will be so much better most of Torchline won't even notice the furniture has changed." She adds as they manage to remove the last few tables and umbrella stands.
Now empty of nearly everything, the Hanged Man looked a good deal larger, but also a good deal filthier. "Ugh." Grimacing, Flora wrinkles her nose and heads back toward the kitchen to begin filling buckets of hot soapy water.
"We need to sweep outside, mop in here, and clean out the kitchen, so..." Her voice trails off. Assuming cleaning wasn't something that either Ronin or Jack would particularly enjoy, she'd let them choose the tasks they found least deplorable.
Pick your tasks!
Clean the kitchen, mop the front area, or sweep outside
"This furniture is gross." Flora sings back to Jack. Yes, yes, a good many deals had been bargained for here, houses lost in bets, companions wagered away on losing poker hands. Very sad, anyway. "And I can promise you that the new menu will be so much better most of Torchline won't even notice the furniture has changed." She adds as they manage to remove the last few tables and umbrella stands.
Now empty of nearly everything, the Hanged Man looked a good deal larger, but also a good deal filthier. "Ugh." Grimacing, Flora wrinkles her nose and heads back toward the kitchen to begin filling buckets of hot soapy water.
"We need to sweep outside, mop in here, and clean out the kitchen, so..." Her voice trails off. Assuming cleaning wasn't something that either Ronin or Jack would particularly enjoy, she'd let them choose the tasks they found least deplorable.
Pick your tasks!
Clean the kitchen, mop the front area, or sweep outside
We need love, But all we want is danger
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
