Sold for Tarts

Rikelle offers Jacinto some resplendent silver imflass plate embossed with a riotous profusion of flowers.
Jacinto accepts Rikelle’s imflass plate.
Jacinto smiles.
Jacinto says, “Thank you.”
Rikelle exclaims, “Welcomes!”
Rikelle says, “Is paids for.”
Jacinto applauds.
Jacinto exclaims, “Thanks to that person too!”

Rozy whispers, “Dids you pays for everyones?”
You quietly whisper to Rozy, “Not I!”
Rozy glances skeptically at you.
You place a hand over your heart.
You quietly whisper to Rozy, “My hand to whatever gods are watching, it’s the truth.”
You grin at Rozy.
Abrimel cocks his head.
Abrimel glances between Rozy and yourself.
Rozy whispers, “Alrights… am believes you THIS times.”
Rozy snuggles up to Abrimel, resting her head on his shoulder.
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
You quietly whisper to Abrimel, “She may have accused me of being made of silver.”
Rozy looks at Abrimel and hums.
Rozy grins mischievously.
(OOC) Rozy’s player whispers, “You quietly whisper to Abrimel, “Am askeded hims if paid for groups.” You quietly whisper to Abrimel, “And if am could borrows him for one nights for one meeeeeellions silvers.”.”
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Rozy, “Oh, you are a terrible, terrible creature. Laughing so much.”
Abrimel looks over at Rozy and shakes his head.
(OOC) Rozy’s player whispers, “:D <3 that’s the whole point, is to have fun.”
Rozy hangs her head and glances at Abrimel with sad eyes.
Abrimel sighs.
(OOC) You quietly whisper to Rozy, “You incite it so well.”
Abrimel concedes, “Fine, but you got to pay with tarts.”
Abrimel nods at Rozy.
You glance between Rozy and Abrimel.
You give your eyebrow a little workout.
Speaking worriedly to Abrimel, Rozy asks, “A millions tarts?”
Rozy glances appraisingly at you.
Abrimel pauses, a thoughtful expression on his face.
You act puzzled.
Speaking to Rozy, Abrimel asks, “Ten?”
Abrimel raises an eyebrow.
Rozy remarks, “‘spensives tarts.”
Abrimel snickers.
Speaking to Abrimel, Rozy asks, “The flaky sorts with fillings that squish in your mouths when you eats them?”
Rozy cocks her head at Abrimel.
Speaking to Abrimel, Rozy asks, “Ooooor the flaky sorts with fillings that makes your life miserables when bloom of romance wears offs?”
Lylia begins chuckling at Rozy!
Abrimel nods quickly at Rozy!
Abrimel exclaims, “Fillings!”
You stare at nothing in particular.
Nouvard chuckles.
Rozy giggles at Abrimel.
Speaking happily to Rozy, Abrimel exclaims, “Deal!”
Abrimel and Rozy shake hands.
Rozy gives Abrimel a firm handshake.
Rozy shifts her eyes to you.
You sigh and lower your head into your waiting palm.
Rozy hums happily to herself.
Abrimel rubs you tenderly.
You frown at Abrimel.
Abrimel appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Rozy whispers, “Won’t hurt much… or for longs… maybes… am thinks.”
Speaking to Abrimel, you ask, “Do I even want to know what that was about?”
Abrimel whispers, “We’re going to be rich with tarts!”
You stare at nothing in particular.
Rozy glances away.
Abrimel looks over at you and shakes his head.
Speaking gleefully to you, Rozy exclaims, “Borrowings!”
Rozy snuggles up to Abrimel, resting her head on his shoulder.
You incredulously ask, “….borrowing?”
You tap yourself on the chest.
You gawk at Rozy.
Rozy nods vigorously to you!
Speaking to you, Rozy repeats, “Borrowings!”
Nouvard raises an eyebrow.
You open your mouth to speak. After remaining silent for a pregnant moment, you close your mouth again, brow furrowed.
Speaking crossly to Abrimel, you say, “…those better be some amazing tarts.”
Speaking to you, Rikelle says, “You’s the last ones paid for.”
You grin at Rikelle.
Rikelle turns to face you.
Abrimel says, “I’ll share.”
Speaking to you, Rikelle asks, “What’ses I do for you?”
Speaking to Rikelle, you say, “Save me from these shenanigans.”
Rikelle giggles.
You remove some polished vultite brigandine with vaalorn rivets from in your dark suede bag.
You offer your vultite brigandine to Rikelle, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer.
Rikelle has accepted your offer and is now holding some polished vultite brigandine with vaalorn rivets.
Rozy glances dubiously at Rikelle.
Nouvard starts chuckling at you!
Rikelle glances at Rozy.
Speaking to you, Rozy whispers aloud, “Am thinks her might start somes.”
You give a sidelong glance at Rozy.
Rikelle sneaks up to you, and licks your cheek while you’re looking elsewhere.
Rozy whistles a jaunty tune and glances about the area.
Rikelle giggles.
Nouvard rolls his eyes.
Abrimel snickers.
You stare at nothing in particular.
Speaking triumphantly to you, Rozy exclaims, “SEES!”
You nod in agreement at Rozy.
Speaking to Nouvard, Rikelle says, “Oh you thinks it’s funnies, admits it.”
Rikelle just nudged Nouvard.
Rikelle glances up.
Speaking to yourself, you repeat, “Beset. All sides.”
Rikelle flashes a wide grin.
Speaking in Elven, Nouvard says, “Thats not sanitary.”
You mutter something inaudible.
Nihrvanah appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Speaking seriously to Rikelle, Rozy advises, “Eyeballses.”
Rozy nods sagely.
Rikelle mutters, “No YOU’s no sanitaries.”
You shake your head.
You shake your head.
You cover your eyes with your hands, peeking through your fingers.
Jacinto grins at Rikelle.
Rozy gazes into your eyes.
Rozy’s stomach growls.
Nouvard blinks.
Speaking quietly to Rozy, Rikelle says, “Shhh… next times.”
Rikelle just nudged Rozy.
You lean away from Rozy.
Rozy ducks her head.
You glance sternly at Abrimel.
Speaking embarrassedly to Rikelle, Rozy exclaims, “Right rights!”
Rikelle offers you some polished vultite brigandine with vaalorn rivets.
You accept Rikelle’s offer and are now holding some polished vultite brigandine with vaalorn rivets.
Speaking to you, Rikelle says, “All dones.”
Abrimel folds his hands in his lap.
Rozy hoots.
Speaking gratefully to Rikelle, you say, “Thank you. Even if you’re fanning the flames.”
You grumble.
You put some polished vultite brigandine with vaalorn rivets in your dark suede bag.
Speaking surreptitiously to Abrimel, Rozy asks, “So.. if ams gotted you GIGANTIC tarts, is still counts as ones?”