 
					
							Natalie plops into the chair next to Franz with a thump. "Hey Porkchop, how about those drinks you promised me?" She looks over to see Warren up against the pillar with a female highlander against his chest. 
"Heh," she chuckles lewdly, "I knew he had an appetite."
						
						 
					"Heh," she chuckles lewdly, "I knew he had an appetite."


 



 
							