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Brandy awoke to the smell of delicious, delicious coffee. She yawned cutely as she sat up in the rather soft inn-bed, smacking a bit at the end and stretching upwards and backwards - fully putting her blouse bunnies on display as she did, without a care in the world. Seeing that Alice was already up, the satyr's ears flitted and twitched, while she rubbed her eyes sleepily. Then a big old smile spread across her face and she basically bounced right out of bed, as if she'd never seemed to have needed any rest in the first place.

"Hey-hey Al! Up already? Ooooh, that smells yum! Gimme some too?" She said, before spotting the unclaimed cup of the piping hot brew on the table. Snatching it right up, the little satyress barely blew on it before taking a big old gulp. Then her eyes went wide and she started coughing. "Wha- What the!? Pfft! Al! There's no honey or sugar in this! Gyak! My tongue! My tongue! Bwaaaah....!" Her eyes teared up, as if she'd been a child who just ate some bitter vegetable for the first time and was now very upset about it.

Of course Brandy had drunk coffee before, back home on the farm it was a staple of the family's breakfast. However, she was used to a milder flavor... Not the jet-black bitter brew of the devil himself. After a bit more whining and displaying her tongue, and gently bopping Alice on the shoulkder for her [i]insidious[/i] prank, Brandy eventually calmed down a bit. Well, as calm as Brandy could be when she wasn't excited about anything just infront of her.

"So, anyway. What're we gonna do today? We delivered that enveloped and did that grave-stuff yesterday. So, like, are we gonna stay here in Garlton or we gonna head back to Litroot? Where's Sofers by the dubs? She not awake yet? I'll go get'er!" Brandy asked, said and comfirmed all on her own and all at once.

Slamming the door to their room open, she prepared to dash outside. However, a fortunate reminder from Alice about her... Lack of modesty...managed to catch the little farm-girl before she caused the establishment to have to shut down due to public decency complaints. Not that there were overly many other patrons awake just yet, nor would there likely be many complains from the [i]gentlemen[/i] staying here, but regardless.

After quickly donning her cozy, fluffy shirt, she once again slammed the door open - she really seemed to like doing that - and bolted out...

.. Only to find Sofia not too far from their door. Causing her to skid to a halt. Which didn't make it in time. And she crashed into the undead. And they went tumbling onto the floor. Luckily for Sofia, her head managed to land on a couple of soft Brandy-brand airbags and wasn't in any risk of a concussion.

"Ow, ow, ow... Hi Sofers... G'mornin'. Wha'chu doing standing around outside for? Ouchies... C'mon, come in and drink some of Al's black bitter stuff." She greeted and invited her comrade, while still on the floor.