Bast rolls toward him, undoing the submission and covers his front. Her arms wrap around his neck in a guillotine as one knee presses int his stomach and the other bases out. [b]“Your so bad at this it’s almost adorable.”[/b] ‘Bast what the hell are you doing?! I love Kerian, not Jacob!’ [b]’Shush mortal.’[/b]

Ivy smiles and nods. “Sprite it is.” She goes down to the downstairs cafe and gets sandwiches for the three of them. She orders three bottles of water and a sprite.