The pink imp from before led all patrons interested in the snail fiasco silently into the kitchen. The little pink blob started shivering; snails were one of the only things that truly terrified him, other than Zzubus.
            There stood the tavern's kitchen, with all the ingredients known to human, lizard, and hyposnachondriod kind. The only thing wrong about it were that large, pale yellow snails seemed to be slithering all over the place. [color=f6989d][i]"Z-zubus had to go I-into the back to h-help an important customer, so he can't deal with the snails. Please j-just remove the snails f-from the kitchen. [sub]Thank you for h-helping[/sub]"[/i][/color], the little imp said, his body now wracked in shakes from his phobia. Quickly scurrying away, any patrons present were faced with about a dozen yellow spotted snails eating food and... Awkwardly conversing with the imps?
            A rather fat snail found it's way towards Czurem ([@medalliah]) and, almost globbing his whole body weight onto the she-dragon, said, [color=fff79a][i]"My friends and I are a little... Um... Awkward. We're trying to be a little more talkative and... Um... friendly tonight, now that we're... Um... Dead... A-are we doing alright?"[/i][/color] The employed patrons might have to call out into the bar room for a little more help with this...