[center][h2][color=Pink]Melancholy[/color][/h2][/center]

Melancholy had waited patiently for the mugging to go successfully, then it didn’t go as successfully from what she heard going down behind her. Of course, she tuned and simply stared at Graham with an eyebrow raised in a look of disappointment, expecting more from her partner than to fall for something like this. [color=pink]”I think you misunderstand what the idea of mugging is. The intention is to not let the guy get the jump on you,”[/color] she stated, in a much annoyed tone before looking over at the dark elf, scanning him up and down. 

[color=pink]”Now I don’t know what went down, but I am damn certain that you were drunk a few moments ago,”[/color] she continued in a more confused tone now, uncertain of what to make of the situation that was unfolding in front her. After all, she was certain that someone like him wouldn’t have been able to recover so easily from being drunk, or maybe he was not even drunk to begin with. However, she put her weight onto one hip and looked at the key the man produced with a skeptical eye, hearing his offer with even more skepticism. Then as she was about to speak, she heard Graham speak up. 

At that point she was just flabbergasted that the man was seemingly taking up the offer. [color=pink]”Hold up, hold right the oftc up,”[/color] she began making a timeout signal with her hands, [color=pink]”I refuse to go along with a mysterious magic man on some quest to get a key. This must be a trick, especially if this man is a trickster.”[/color]