"... Ouch," Scarlet deadpanned as the Dayman slapped a hand to her shoulder, "It was a joke. You know; humor? No? Alright, fine then." She watched with only mild interest as the species confused human was thrown at the squid in question.<br/><br/>"He must really want that beer."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Nope, doesn't taste like calamari. I would have to say it is mostly like salty marshmallows."</span><br/><br/>"I'll admit, I didn't see that coming. For some reason, I was expecting him to say it tasted like chicken."<br/><br/>A few random lightning strikes have Scarlet losing her composure and diving for the nearest shelter: the Dayman's leg. She cowers there in her viper's form for a few moments before regaining some semblance of dignity. The small snake uncoils from the unfortunate royal's leg and slithers a small distance away, where she returns to her human form, kneeling on the ground and pouting. Yes. Pouting.<br/><br/>"Oh, and I was doing so well with that, too," she whined quietly to herself.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“Ok… Don’t you know there’s people trying to sleep? You broke my apartment! Lost ALL of my drugs... And… WHAT THE *beep* IS WITH ALL THE *beep*ING POPCORN!!!!!”</span><br/><br/>Scarlet blinked at the newcomer, "Popcorn? What popcorn?" She asked, face completely serious, even as a piece of the foodstuff in question bounced off her head and landed on her shoulder. She brushed it off.