Snarl laughed heartily as the Lalafell silently and delightedly ate of the gnocchi. He cut another notch on the corner of his cutting board as the crowd applauded. He bowed majestically to the crowd as the dancers led Ququki to the same dining table area that C'kayah had been taken to.
"Speechless, as she no doubt flies above our heads. I'll take the silence of enjoyment as highly as spoken praise any day--perhaps even moreso. Now..." He brought his ladle to bear once more, again pointing it at the crowd. This time, he knew--and found--his target. The bowl of the utensil aimed at Cliodnha.
"You, my lovely creature...let your burden down, join me on this stage, and tell Snarl what sort of experience his pasta can provide to you."
"Speechless, as she no doubt flies above our heads. I'll take the silence of enjoyment as highly as spoken praise any day--perhaps even moreso. Now..." He brought his ladle to bear once more, again pointing it at the crowd. This time, he knew--and found--his target. The bowl of the utensil aimed at Cliodnha.
"You, my lovely creature...let your burden down, join me on this stage, and tell Snarl what sort of experience his pasta can provide to you."
