“[color=6ecff6]My dear girl, how on earth did you do that?[/color]”
A hiss of air escaped Fate, almost but not quite a snarl. [color=00a99d]"I'm sorry, [i]Sir[/i]"[/color] she practically snapped, stressing the [i]sir[/i], [color=00a99d]"This lovely young lady was ordering first, if you have something you want to do, you can wait your turn."[/color] She knew she wasn't supposed to be talking to patrons that way, but it was getting close to the full moon, and she hadn't had a good fight for a few days. And riling up a fancy dressed boy seemed like [i]such a good idea.[/i] [sub](Please note her sarcasm)[/sub]