<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/>"Being bought drinks by good lookin' people is even better than buying drinks for them." Mabli says with a stretch of her arms out and casually getting to her feet. While everyone's being rowdy she had a plan.<br/><br/>"You get those, I'll juuuuust..." she falters in her word and points kitchen-wards "The cook. Yes"<br/><br/>And she slinks off kitchen ward way with all the grace and stealth of a rolling boulder in an elaborate death trap, before leaning on the door frame, looking at her claws with a face of pure casual innocence. Or what she thought that looked like anyway, in reality she looked as guilty as any person has ever done in their life.<br/><br/>"Seems you're a little busy." she says to the Goliath cook quickly, before he can kick her out "I can help you get the food out quick if you want. I am kind of a badass." and she flexes an arm to prove it! Muscles! Badassery! She has all the credentials right there.