<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Hart Miiri</span>(http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=71086)<br/><br/>Hart smiled to the man, as well as to the waitress when she arrives, wasting no small amount of time considering unleashing her endowments upon the world.<strong>"I leave it to you, but I am not so strong a drinker as my friend here."</strong>He says to the waitress, still pondering many a vile and lecherous thought within his head.<strong>"And if you have it, something to eat. Meat, preferrably. Not entirely worried about the source."</strong>He'd even settle for a stew, so long as it was warm and there were chunks of meat in it. After she left, in hushed tones to his new companion he would remark, "Though I wouldn't particularly mind it if she were on the menu." He hoped he wasn't talking about the man's daughter or some other familial relation, as was often his luck. It happened when you were the sort of individual Hart was, but either way he was prepared for any such consequence.