*Smiles warmly your way* Thankee.

*chuckles* If my responses don't carry double meanings, then i'm not operating at full capacity.

Inside
The title alone almost played like music in her head, like it was just prepped to hear the exact stereotypical arena country that you were describing.

"I'll… have to look it up. No, I'm like terminally online so I've been on an Indonesian Gamelan kick recently. Crazy how they use a completely different tuning scale compared to western chromatic, and my western-adapted brain thinks it's hearing dissonance…"

Between plunges of her fork and the occasional look up to you, Qalli did her absolute best to follow the mental map you were illustrating for her.

Okay, so there was this person named Dax, who was from your past, who lives with you now but is aloof or something, but you don't know if she has another partner, but then there's Holly, who she vaguely has heard of, who's doing a movie, no a play, a stageplay, with some guy named Leo, and you're not a fan of Leo because of reasons, but you're here now with her, and this is…

…not anything to do with whatever your emotions are with regards to Leo?

Or maybe she was misunderstanding the significance of the verbal Sumo match happening over the course of that sentence.

A remark about a play dividing people into different types of human, that one lost her entirely, fork up and dipped behind lips, eyes open like you posed her a crucial question.

She stopped to wash down her bite, the raise and lowering of the glass accompanying the rattling shift of seashell and glass beads, playing off of the glass in colorful, wobbling tones that swayed with the remaining water inside.

"I sorta do it when I have the energy to do so. I know keeping a consistent schedule is important to growth but uuuuugh… I just can't manage it. Discipline was never my strong suit. I mean I used to travel before lockdown, and then I wanted to get back into it but everyplace is so expensive to go to. So I do a lotta little handcrafts, partake, keep it lowkey nowadays…" Qalli chased a cherry tomato around her bowl until she finally cornered and euthanized it. A tiny squish of displaced fluid.

"…you?"

"You used it correctly. She's messing with you."

Smirks.

raising My eyebrows
You might want to seriously think about words and phrases before you use them

*nods* Ah yes, Ma'am...don't want to cause you to end up double fisting it....errr...if i'm using that term correctly.

Steps in here and smiles.

"You owe me humpings."

Grins wickedly.

Oh, sissy mona is at the bar for that.
And I've still got a few drops of my Moscow Mule to finish

#r-stan is ready and open.
Meet you there in 5 or less.

*turning a hopeful glance Your way* Might i fetch You anything from the bar, Mz Keisha?

(get the extra long tongue while you're at it....)

raises his eyebrows....

Hope to see you again soon!

I need to get one of those hoods...

i'm so sorry.......... cursing my foul tongue

and you had to say that Mr. F..

turning to you and stamping one delicately heels foot....

Now mom's calling so I have an RTI.

I hope to be back shortly.

*body tingling, even from the brief glance, biting down on a lower lip to subdue amorphous desires rising up in me* Good evening, Mz. Keisha.

here

Smiling as I open my mouth petals a little, allowing my pink tongue to slick out... slowly, to slide up over my face and slick back over the glossy second skin smoothed over my brow.. and circle back slipping into my pretty mouth again

I find that comfortable and showy are not always on differing ends of the playing field.

I like to choose things that fit both.

giving you a polite glance

*turning my adoring eyes upon You* and thank You as well, Princess....