Old lady Elmwood became increasingly more red across her entire face while listening and [i]talking[/i] to Alice. Though it was more like a one-sided scolding from the little werewolf and the old human woman couldn't seem to gain any ground or make any worthwhile come-backs to the various questions and blatant facts that were thrown in her wrinkly, reddening face. Eventually, it seemd like she'd had enough as she clapped her cupped hands together loudly, twice in quick succession.

[color=f26522]"Well, oh! I never! Is [i]this[/i] how you speak to the people who [i][b]pay[/b][/i] you to do your job!? Rest assured, little girl, I will be filing a complaint to your superiors, good day! Francoise, come!"[/color]

At the calling of his master, Francoise confidently lifted his head and strutted past Alice, head held high and tail fully erect, as if he was some kind of champion or war hero, walking down a street during a parade. It was rather infuriating to watch the mischievous and indignant pooch act so snorky and pompous... But he was more than likely going to get an earful from his owner once they left, so Brandy didn't hold it too much against him for trying to put on a brave... face...?

As soon as the Royal Aulderian Poodle crossed the threshold into the house, the door slammed shut - causing the nearby windows to quiver slightly from the forceful impact. A cricket chirped as silence fell on the two girls standing outside the larger-than-average-house-which-would-be-considered-a-manor-in-a-tiny-village-like-this. A woodland dove cooed as well, further driving home just how quiet things had gotten after the discussion had ended so abruptly.

That is, until Brandy almost doubled over from laughter. Leaning forward, holding her arms over her stomach and laughing so hard that her already barely-covered breasts bounced and jiggled dangerously close to popping out of her top, the satyress seemed to be very, very amused.

"Maa-haa-haa-haa~!! Man, that was awesome! Al, you're so cool! You totes ripped that old harpy a new one! Maa-haa-haa! Maa-haa-haa! Did you see her face? It was as red as a tomato! Maa-haa-haa~!" It seemed at least the little satyr was very impressed by the werewolf's ability to overcome their client in this discussion.

Once she calmed down, an d wiped the tears of joy from the corner of her eyes, the beige-haired caramel cutie managed to straighten herself up and put on a sunny smile.

"So, like, we did the stuff and things, right? Do we just go back to the raccoon-lady and get our pay now?" She asked, excited about the prospect of finishing her first job with blatantly no concern for what Elmwood had said, or how their reception back at the Guild Hall would turn out.