#xannus

Silvermoon City, a corner table at A Proper Brew tavern

Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat. His fingers struck the table top;  short, staccato bursts of frenetic energy that mirrored the pace of his thoughts.

“Today’s the day,” announced a cheerful voice.

Rat-a– The goblin’s rhythm faltered.

“Today,” continued the SIn’dorei girl, “you try something new.”

He pursed his lips and said in a flat tone, “The usual will do.”

“Oh, come on!” she cried, arms flying wide. “Variety is the spice of life.”

He anticipated the gesture and ducked just in time. "Spices makes me fart.”

“The bar is empty,” she said with a wink. “I say we risk it."

Xannus snorted.

“That’s the spirit!” she cried, “I’ll be back in a jiffy.”  

His eyes followed as she scampered toward the bar, but it was another girl he saw.