Ras frowned and poked her forehead playfully. "Oh hush, I love your mother to death she's just a pain in the ass sometimes but as far as I'm concerned she's my pain in the ass... mine and Sahra's, anyways." He lead her down the ramp to the city and he headed towards the lift his attention was caught by a Tauren woman with pitch black fur and a white markings. "What's a Grimtotem doing here? No matter, we have enough to worry about. Wanna take a short cut? It's probably the fastest way home short of teleporting, and it's much more fun."<br/><br/><span style="color: olive">"I can think of a few people I'd like to have as slaves for various uses. I suppose, I could also just introduce myself to her in that form, it'll make it much easier to calm her down actually. Believe it or not Trolls don't purr very well. And it feels good to be on the receiving end of your eggs, but sometimes you just need to do it the old fashioned way. It feels more personal and can often be much, much hotter than just an egg. Actually we weren't, which I find surprising for us both considering the elven beauty we've just come into possession of. " </span>She smiled to the waitress and nodded.<span style="color: olive">"I'll have a glass of white wine, any kind will do." </span>When the waitress left she shrugged and turned her attention to the menu.<span style="color: olive">"Want to take her home with you? Dwarves are deceptively flexible, she could be good for a quick lay then going to bed." </span>The flashed the dragon a grin but continued to read through the menu.<span style="color: olive">"I could get her to come home with us, well you, since I'm not lucky enough to be to sleep while my son's venom is burning away our property."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>