[h1][b][i][color=Black][center]Artemisa "Birdie" Killigrew[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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Art tapped her long, thin fingers across the scarred table that formed the top of the bar. She rolled her neck for a moment, then called, [color=Black]"Kric! Get down here!"[/color] She needed one of her waiters downstairs to help with the cooking. Which reminded her, they still needed a cook. They hadn't had one for probably about... oh, a decade, now that Art was thinking about it. She resolved to put a sign out. [color=Black]"Krick! Get! Down! HERE,"[/color] shouted Art again. She sighed. The imp could be taking a nap, for all she knew. [color=Black][i]Yep,[/i][/color] she thought. [i][color=Black]We really need a cook.[/color][/i]