<span style="color: #336600">“I see. I guess that makes some sense. I still don’t see the value of intoxication but I’m just accepting it as a hobby of yours.”</span>She rubbed Order’s back and nodded.<span style="color: #336600">“How was that an offense? You made someone very happy.”</span><br/><br/>Lonnie nodded and sipped his drink as he circled her, looking her over once more.<span style="color: #b3b300">“Yep. I think you’re quite pretty, I bet ye shine like polished obsidian. Ah, I definitely know the feeling. It’s why I don’t get drunk before anything happens, bad for everyone.” </span>He took a seat on one of her chairs and smiled.<span style="color: #b3b300">“You could just stop robbing people. I’m sure you can take up a new hobby, and be careful with the Goblins now. Their Justicars are far less lenient than I am.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>