Reizu pondered what kind of manager could not come see come downstairs. Looking at the walls, he developed an idea that came only a second too slow. "No legs? Did she-?" The wolfeasel watched in awe and fear as the shark grinned down upon them. He took a serious blow his confidence as he watched Ptricia introduce them.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Sure thing. Guys, this is Maeve Selachi owener and manager of the Two Sticks. Maeve, this is Chris, he's the lead guitarist, and this is Reizu, he plays bass. Chris is the one who brought us together, so he's really the one you'll want to talk tuna to."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu raised a hand in greeting as he looked up. "<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">Hi....</span>" His voice had gone very squeaky thanks to the sight of so many sharp teeth.