Pearl got up from her staring contest with Agatha with a smile at Arturo. She liked it when they said "please"... it reminded her that they were special. More polite that some of the folk she's met in the past. Besides, she would gladly whip up something for him. She hurried off to start the fires of the stove to in order to get the cooking efficiently finished so that she could return to her staring contenst forthwith.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Patricia walked with her armed intertwined with Gaburi-chan, watched her eat the sausage from her fingers and her dark eyes lit up along with her smile when her fingers were licked. She listened carefully to what Gaburi-chan said, took a few moments to translate that into Japanese and kicked her feet up as she walked in a bout of excitement.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">Unnnnn... Is Gaburi-chan offering a demonstration of such skirls to me, ne?</span>" Patricia's wink accentuated her little beauty mark on her left cheek as she brightened her smile and defaulted to the stereotypical Japanese tendency to defer and keep modesty. "<span style="color: red">I am no Attendant, Gaburi-chan, I wish I was but I am sorly.</span>" She took a few more steps with her before leaning in to whisper in her ear... "<span style="color: red">demo... kimi... hoshiiiiii yo.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>