[center][h1][b][color=035096]Cassim[/color] and [color=red]Iago[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Cassim briefly looked to Mulan as she addressed him, but he was quick to reattach his sight to the true prize he was after: Mushu. Though he was not a thief without proper manners, he still spoke back to the Chinese warrior. [color=035096]"Perhaps you can help, but not with a hiding place. I am more than capable of holding my own, or finding somewhere to hide if the chips are down. No, I'm rather enamored with your [i]dragon.[/i]"[/color] Cassim pointed to Mushu rather dramatically, closing the distance on the red scaled monster, getting all up in his face. [color=035096]"Tell me, are you the treasure hording kind, or the weather controlling kind? Or perchance you're the [i]wish granting[/i] variety of dragon? Hm, doubtful your powers would be on par with a genie, but an amazing ability still. Speak your wisdom, mighty beast of flame!"[/color]

[color=red]"YEOUCH!"[/color] bellowed a familiar cry of pain from up above. Iago had just been nailed in the tailfeathers and was now in freefall straight down. Cassim rolled his eyes and, with a bit of flair, whipped out his cloak in such a way that it caught Iago safely and softly.

[color=035096]"You should be more careful, friend. And remember that you have wings."[/color] Cassim clasped his cloak back into place as Iago perched on his shoulder once more. Still trying to hold onto the illusion that he was a normal bird, Iago said nothing yet his displeasure at such a taunt could plainly be seen to anybody who paid even the slightest bit of attention.

Not that Cassim could enjoy teasing his companion any longer, for the boorish hunter was still trying to pick a fight. Of course he was not the most important figure in the conflict anymore. Not once the owner of the establishment made her displeasure exceedingly clear. Cassim put up his hands in a show of good faith. [color=035096]"As you wish, madame. Far be it from me to disrespect the wishes of such a fine lady."[/color] As ordered, Cassim strode toward the door, pausing only to drape Gaston's belt over the man's shoulder in a bit of a taunt... And for another purpose.

Once outside, Cassim darted quickly around the corner. Immediately both began to laugh in absolute joy. For several seconds they shared a guffaw, before Iago unfurled his wings to reveal in his right talon he clutched a sizable handful of gold and silver coins. [color=red]"The idiots were so busy throwing coins around, and they never think to look up! Hahahaha! What's your take?"[/color] Cassim held up a brown change bag, pilfered from Gaston in all the confusion.

[color=035096]"Why don't we find out together?"[/color] he asked, drawing open the string.