>Wow, rude.
>Peek over to see.
>That mouse girl could really work on her manners.
>You peek around the next doorway.
>"Ah, thank you, Nazrin." a woman with blonde, striped hair says as she takes the item from Nazrin, "What would I ever do without you?"
>"I dunno." Nazrin crosses her arms, "But please try to keep better track of it this time... You wouldn't want me to start chaining it to you, would you."
>the woman chuckles, "Oh, heavens, no! Anyway, don't worry, I promise I'll hold on to it."
>"You say that every time." Nazrin smirks.
>"Ah, yes, I suppose I do..." the woman scratches her head, somewhat embarrassed, "Good point."
>_
