"Well, do you want to go down an talk to her? Sharindia will have her up and dressed by now, might be able to give us some kind of idea on how to help if you know what the actual problems are."<br/><br/><span style="color: #59b300">"Ye-up. This here's Nancy Whitaker. My ex-wife." </span><span style="color: #4d4dff">"EX-WIFE!?" </span>Even with one arm she still managed to grab Lonnie and lift him off the ground and glare at him.<span style="color: #59b300"> "You filed for divorce against me! You wanted to end our relationship, so yes, ex-wife!" </span>Nancy's gaze darkened before she dropped him and turned to walk away.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"I'm glad to see you're alive. Now I need to go figure out whatever's making that obnoxious sound and break its neck."</span><span style="color: #59b300">"Hate to break it to ye, but it's her." </span>He pointed to Order with his thumb.<span style="color: #59b300">"Them napalm shots bounced right off of her, an' seein' as ye don't have your grippin' arm handy I don't see ye breaking anything but a sweat."</span>With a howl of pain Lonnie was launched into the nearby canal as Nancy kicked him with a growl.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"I hope you never learned to swim in your armor." </span>She turned on Order and glared at her.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"And what, exactly, are you doing with my husband? Some kind of whore with a thing for alchemy? Just going around sleeping with married men?"</span><br/><br/>Jim took his seat with a smile but Karren never showed up at the table. "Well it all looks and smells wonderful dear." Arlokk nodded in agreement as he took his seat between Azu and Whisperia and Iron took her plate to the corner of the table where she standing up.<span style="color: #336600">"You really outdid yourself, I'm surprised and impressed."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>