"...Yeah, birds have bird brains," she'd been called the latter for a couple of years. Not worth dwelling upon for long.
Circe puffs up with a air of pride to her, "Colatura di alici," she says to Kray. "Classic Italian fermented fish sauce. Condiment for many dishes, I grew up on it. Still use in some pastas."
Shame it was hard to find, though fermenting her own anchovies wasn't too hard.
Sven had a great way to describe Contracts without doing so. "Deception is a great descriptor Devon," she agrees with him on that. "Misdirection, get the rube, uh, audience looking," she empahsizes by pointing at her eyes with her left hand. Then pointing to the right whilst holding up a coin in her right hand to the left, crossing her arms, "Whilst you do something the other direction. Where the flair is going on is where they ain't doing shit. Or vice versa if they're really good."
When Mina reveals a surprise of the buffet, she looks from her to Kray, going back and forth a few times. Then laughs, "Oh ho ho ho, I think they're going to earn a tip to balance out." Gristlegrinder plus all-eat buffet pretty much guarantees eventual banning. And then the little boats go by. Causing her to giggle. "Why do I feel a little like the giant monster about to eat the boat from those Japanese movies?"
Then looks to Kray with a smarmy grin, "Think we're going to clear off a fleet tonight?"


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