#trepiid

     What a tongue on this one, tone so soft, but words so      sharp. Then again, he HAD earned it, having placed a      foot on her tail and all that. Hell, if he had a tail, he’d      get all uppity too if someone went stompin’ on it. Too      bad he didn’t, so, he couldn’t exactly RELATE.

     “ Well, I DON’T but— ”

    You know what? He should probably stop while he was     ahead. At this rate, he’d REALLY earn some kind of ire     from this girl. REAL ire. Like, wrath and all that.

      Without stopping to consider who his lucky (or unlucky, depending on how she may view it) ‘target’ for the hour may be, the ambitious thief leans forward with a grin on his face as a lone finger gently prods her shoulder in an attempt to grab her attention.

      “ Brain Drain. My name is Brain Drain.          Now, what of you, Miss--? ”