[ A coffee shop in Hell may seem all fine and nice until you discover it's a Starbucks, pumpking spice included. If there has ever been a monkey's paw situation -- ]
[ At a nearby table, Squalo is attempting to salvage a coffee by pouring a flask of vodka into it, having already chewed out the barista and discovered that there were indeed no materials not stained by the godawful spice. He really should have known better, and most days he did, but when he saw the poster for a new drink he carelessly thought it might actually be good. ]
[ He senses the sudden increase in temperature and perks up, turning his head rapidly expecting to see a familiar face and, quite possibly, the counter on fire, but... ]
[ It's not him. Not anyone he knows, actually. His gaze still lingers with interest, though, especially as he sees what appears to be boiling hot coffee pouring down the woman's hand without her even flinching. ]
[ Could it be that she had fire powers, as well? ]
[ He leans back, more into her line of sight, and offers a crooked grin. His teeth look triangular, like a demonic shark's. ]
It's amazing how I keep expecting nothing from this place and they still manage to disappoint me. Am I right?
stand your ground
[ At a nearby table, Squalo is attempting to salvage a coffee by pouring a flask of vodka into it, having already chewed out the barista and discovered that there were indeed no materials not stained by the godawful spice. He really should have known better, and most days he did, but when he saw the poster for a new drink he carelessly thought it might actually be good. ]
[ He senses the sudden increase in temperature and perks up, turning his head rapidly expecting to see a familiar face and, quite possibly, the counter on fire, but... ]
[ It's not him. Not anyone he knows, actually. His gaze still lingers with interest, though, especially as he sees what appears to be boiling hot coffee pouring down the woman's hand without her even flinching. ]
[ Could it be that she had fire powers, as well? ]
[ He leans back, more into her line of sight, and offers a crooked grin. His teeth look triangular, like a demonic shark's. ]
It's amazing how I keep expecting nothing from this place and they still manage to disappoint me. Am I right?
[ He supports your plight, scary lady. ]