originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Really? Nice. Most of these chumps don't like some good ribs. Barbarians the lot of them."
She grins at the thief, tilting her head.
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"Ay. Does nobody like ribs around here? Or have I run into the wrong people?" She asks Shadow, opening a little mini-fridge hidden in the corner. All it contained was ribs, and a small amount of beers. "Want some?" She asks.