<span style="color: red">"It would get my attention but if you think you would somehow cripple me with pain you find yourself in prison for torture long before you broke me."</span>Nalo shrugged and sat down across from the Elf.<span style="color: red">"I don't expect any sort of compensation from Tyrande. Especially if she's anything like Ras said. I'll try to change how I walk, I've spent the last three years walking like that so it may be hard to change. We'll see what happens. I trust you'll be willing to keep me in shape?" </span>She shook her head and returned the smirk.<span style="color: red">"Not happening, without me Silvermoon is a fraction of the city it used to be. They'll learn the hard way I was what kept that city afloat, they may have my money but they don't have my knowledge or willingness to make the hard decisions. I put six small businesses under in order to bring in more profitable businesses, the small owners were paid appropriately and offered work elsewhere so nobody went homeless. They were just displaced."</span>She looked over the menu curiously and handed it back to the waiter.<span style="color: red"> "I'll try the Morning Glory tea."</span>She looked back to Shelleeana and nodded once.<span style="color: red">"I had a number of clients mention their... fondness for Morning Glory related products when they had late work nights."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>