<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133364.msg5944587#msg5944587">Quote from: evangel on 02-03-2012, 08:12:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The train that carried Dio's thoughts of "food, food, food" was derailed by a large spike labeled "CONTEST." His eyes sharply turned alongside his whole body at the voice of the child, at which he snatches the parchment with a brute's lack of grace. And a little more, as he ended up tearing the fabric in half.<br/><br/>"..."<br/><br/>"Would that have been the ticket to enter the contest, young lad?"<br/><br/>Please say no.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Just show the flyer to the innkeep, sir."  the child says, then skips off.