Scarlet grins. "<span style="color: #FF0000">That's where you're wrong on a few accounts. I don't like grilling unless I'm goin' big. I have two grills and a smoker on their way here... not little baby grills either.</span>" Scarlet smiles gives a thumbs up. "<span style="color: #FF0000">Not to mention because I have a personal butcher I got all of this meat at a steal.</span>" He nods and walks over to Marcial. "<span style="color: #FF0000">But now that I think about it I uh... may have forgotten grill utensils</span>." He continues to look very proud of himself nonetheless. The moment that Nit walks over and speaks to Axe he loses his more upbeat persona and sighs at the two.<br/><br/>Axe has trouble deciding what to feel right now as Nit speaks to her, sliding between anger, frustration, sadness, and a hint of embarrassment. As he finishes she looks at the ground before raising her hand in an attempt to slap him across the face. This endeavor is stopped by her brother, who holds her back long enough for her to calm down. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">You don't get it at all, do you!? You don't know <span style="font-style: italic">why</span> I'm mad!?</span>" She breaks from her brother's grip and turns away. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">I'm going to my room.</span>" Axe storms off and slams her door behind her.<br/><br/>Scarlet sighs and turns to the other two. "<span style="color: #FF0000">Hey, Marcial Connors? The grills and the smoker should be here soon. Could you go keep an eye out for them? I already paid for their rental so you just have to sign for them. I'm gonna talk to our young lord.</span>" Scarlet puts an enormous and beefy arm around Nit's shoulders. "<span style="color: #FF0000">Let's have a chat, huh? Mostly on how not to ruin relationships. We don't know each other so well, but like a lot of eldritch I assume you don't really know how humans... work. So you guys have some difficulty communicating with them. Am I correct or no?</span>"