<span style="color: #336600">"Why not just reuse the old bottle? Do you collect the glass?"</span>She smiled and kissed Order’s cheek.<span style="color: #336600">“I’ll make sure your gifts aren’t too lavish then. I’m not leaving your side until you feel better.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b3b300">“Right, right. You don’t have a father? That… alright, I don’t think that’s a keg I want to tap.” </span>He looked her over again and scratched his beard.<span style="color: #b3b300">“Yeah, you’re a pretty large lass. Kinda pretty too, in an exotic kind of way. Like Draenei and Worgen women. Forgive me if I get too personal here but can’t you just mate in your Gnome body? Or take on a different body altogether?” </span>He nodded and sipped his drink again, holding up the locket.<span style="color: #b3b300">“This’ll be good for you, me, and the city as a whole.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>