I would beat everyone at Bingo.

Let's play Bingo then.

As long as you do the Bingo dance, I'll join.

It's simple. When you get Bingo, you stand up, wiggle your backside and say "Bingo, Bingo, I'm gonna sing-o."

That's one way to look at it.

Another way was that I intended to see if you could dance and maybe stare at your backside.

No. I'm fine, why?

I did. Is there a problem?

What's the problem? You've worked on your quads a lot lately.

No, I'm stating facts. I don't do flirting.

By the Goddess, you're hopeless.

Yes. I'm flirting with you. Why else would I compliment your butt?

There really isn't a braincell behind those eyes of yours, is there? ( She's in genuine shock. )

... fine. I'll be a little bit nicer today.

That's on you. You let my words sink in, even when you don't want them to but yes. No psyche evaluation today.

ooc. i was so tempted to be like 'haha turns out your not the margrave's kid' but we don't play games like that here

Margrave Gautier looks like a foot.

Sylvain, no offence but when Linhardt was listing off the current nobility. He could have said they're all ugly or dead and he'd be right. A few are alright.

Gonna make it my personal mission to assassinate the ugly nobles.

ooc. love shamir but so far all she has done is aggressively try to help sylvain overcome his trauma and it Has Not Worked