<div class="floatright"><strong>Mabli (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=654346)</strong><br/>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KTx4DwIwiUQ/TOcxaHJb2TI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hnX2JahDgyg/s1600/Shifter.jpg)</div><br/>"Oh they'll have to be careful where I walk" Mabli smirked as she slipped a foot into one of the high heels and lifted up her foot, tipping it to the side to get a look at it. "Daggers for shoes, good to know you're not leaving me unarmed."<br/><br/>She said that in such a cheerful way, like Mac was looking out for her with the high heels. She was surprisingly good with them considering she didn't seem the type to have ever worn a pair, managing to avoid the stumble with a graceful flick of her leg and bend at the hips to lean over for her tray, skirt riding up to show off her butt as she collects the drinks.<br/><br/>"Job's not too hard?" she says as she reaches the door, giving Mac an evil toothed smile and conspiratorial ear wiggle as she looks at his pants. "Only for some of us~"<br/><br/>She flees before he can respond! Swishing on out into the main hall with tray held high in one hand, the other on her hip to give her a jaunty bit of nonchalance. Mabli was having fun with this and as long as it stayed fun everything was going to be fine. Sliding the drinks onto the table on the left, she gives a stunned looking local a ruffle of the hair to help him deal with the sight of a Shifter in a French Maid dress who was usually more famous for doing terrible things to sea monsters with axes.<br/><br/>"Can I help anyone else?" she asks the room "Try me. I'm feeling ever so helpful."