[ Look, we all know who loves a good story out here. A good story and a drink? That's a truly irresistible combo. That little dragon was right: helping with petals really does pay off.
Belle comes along quietly and perches next to Neon, one of the few open spots at the bar (and she can't blame everyone for having the same idea, especially in this weather), and she's unobtrusive, ordering her respectably large beer and perusing the small menu, because is there anything better than fried food on a rainy day? And she doesn't necessarily mean to listen in, but the person next to her certainly does tell his tale with a certain flair, and — well. Maybe some social time will do her some good.
Once she's had a little more of the beer, though, all bets are off, and all conversations are hers for the taking. She downs another sip and interrupts mid-sentence: ] Are you sure you aren't exaggerating?
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Belle comes along quietly and perches next to Neon, one of the few open spots at the bar (and she can't blame everyone for having the same idea, especially in this weather), and she's unobtrusive, ordering her respectably large beer and perusing the small menu, because is there anything better than fried food on a rainy day? And she doesn't necessarily mean to listen in, but the person next to her certainly does tell his tale with a certain flair, and — well. Maybe some social time will do her some good.
Once she's had a little more of the beer, though, all bets are off, and all conversations are hers for the taking. She downs another sip and interrupts mid-sentence: ] Are you sure you aren't exaggerating?