Klynzahr's blissful ignorance had remained until the bottles stuck the floor. The hulking woman turned slowly to face the couple, allowing the surrounding conversation and drunken boats to fly over her head.
    Exploring the floor around her with bare sunburned toes, the Sea Wolf located the spreading puddle of liquid and touched on the shards of glass within.
"M'sorry Sir," She says, uncertain of whom to address. "I'll have it replaced fer ya."
   The solid visor drifts between Asah and her husband, while the drunkard lays out her tails of woe in the background.
    Exploring the floor around her with bare sunburned toes, the Sea Wolf located the spreading puddle of liquid and touched on the shards of glass within.
"M'sorry Sir," She says, uncertain of whom to address. "I'll have it replaced fer ya."
   The solid visor drifts between Asah and her husband, while the drunkard lays out her tails of woe in the background.
