( Watching the woman leave stage, Ciri mutters back: )
Do you think the rest of them want to hear you complain about her?
( Then again do any of them want to hear her complain about him? Unlikely, if it's not entertaining.
Ciri gives him a brief, pointed look of disbelief, before addressing the crowd with: )
Is it the custom here to greet people by throwing their drink against a wall? A table? The floor? Is it?
( She brings her hands up to settle on her hips, staring at the audience, daring anyone to answer. The first response is titters of laughter, people just inebriated enough to be jovial, not drunk enough to be combative. Then a shout of no, which starts a few similar cries: we only slam them back to swallow, only to break up boredom, was the drink that bad, that's not very nice. Still, the mood is amused and tolerating, as if this is a far more entertaining question than it is.
Puzzling, that. Ciri returns her attention to her companion, hands still on her hips. )
You hear them? You know what that means. ( ... does she? ) Do you apologise, or do I return the favour?
( ... of throwing his drink against something??? For whatever nonsense reason, the crowd continues to be amused for now. Why in the worlds? Is the orb somehow responsible? The singers have been that much more compelling lately. But what does that really mean? )
... and phone tagging struck again, apologies, face in hands
Do you think the rest of them want to hear you complain about her?
( Then again do any of them want to hear her complain about him? Unlikely, if it's not entertaining.
Ciri gives him a brief, pointed look of disbelief, before addressing the crowd with: )
Is it the custom here to greet people by throwing their drink against a wall? A table? The floor? Is it?
( She brings her hands up to settle on her hips, staring at the audience, daring anyone to answer. The first response is titters of laughter, people just inebriated enough to be jovial, not drunk enough to be combative. Then a shout of no, which starts a few similar cries: we only slam them back to swallow, only to break up boredom, was the drink that bad, that's not very nice. Still, the mood is amused and tolerating, as if this is a far more entertaining question than it is.
Puzzling, that. Ciri returns her attention to her companion, hands still on her hips. )
You hear them? You know what that means. ( ... does she? ) Do you apologise, or do I return the favour?
( ... of throwing his drink against something??? For whatever nonsense reason, the crowd continues to be amused for now. Why in the worlds? Is the orb somehow responsible? The singers have been that much more compelling lately. But what does that really mean? )