Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Bront]

"What do you recomend Zythryd?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Hmm...well the zaava here is quite good, as is the jhyyal soup. To drink, you might like the lyvaa juice."

 

[Bront]

"That sounds good, I think I'll try that." she says "Or is that too much food?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, it depends on if you have a big enough appetite, Vasha," Zythryd replies with a wink.

 

[Bront]

"I'll give it a try then." she says with a giggle.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Sure, and I'll share anything you don't finish," Zythryd replies with a smile, "Oh, and please get me a juursh."

"Alright, I will be back with your drinks shortly."

 

[Bront]

"I should check on Puddles before he head back if we have time. Poor thing's all alone in my room, didn't feel it was right to take him to work."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Puddles? That's a cute name. What kind of pet is he? If you want, I can tell them to hold the drinks for a few minutes and we can go run and bring him to lunch with us."

 

[Bront]

"He's my dog. Sure, he'd love that." Once he has them hold the drinks, Vasha quickly makes her way back to her room to pick up Puddles, who is overjoyed to see her. She tickles him and then gives him a quick scratch on the back of his head, "Silly" she says.

"Zythryd, this is Puddles, the man in my life," she says with a silly grin.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, hello there Puddles," Zythryd replies, "I must say, you have fine taste in women."