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Molyneux raised a questioning brow at the girl. ”You mean they’re giving you an allowance? What else are they giving you that I don’t know about?” He never got such a thing per-se. Sure, the Council gave him a bar and left him to run it. But whatever the establishment made went into buying supplies and stock and necessities, so the money was quickly gone after he got it. But at least now he could find some sort of use for the girl though. ”Sure you got enough to afford everything?” Well, depending on how much she got, the half-demon could certainly exploit it somewhat.
”I said I didn’t want it,” he huffed when spying the offered plate passed his way. However, in contrast to what he said, the man stubbornly picked up a fork and thrust it into the omelette half without even watching what he was doing. Literally stabbing into the offering, Molyneux flicked his wrist and raised what remained of the omelette to his mouth. Then, opening and revealing small, normal sized pointed teeth, he consumed the food whole. Although his expression suggested that he did not entirely enjoy it. Yet with reluctance, he swallowed and quickly dropped the fork.
His whole form shivered slightly, his insides digesting the substance. Molyneux dropped his head sideways and shot a look to Eris when calling him Boss. He didn’t know if she was joking, being serious or just acting playful. ”Just don’t go forgetting who’s boss either,” he huffed again, still getting over that horrid taste that he downed a bit too urgently. ”Anyway, for starters you could go and make sure the front doors are unlocked. It won’t help if we aren’t open,” he told her, tossing the girl over a set of keys before leaning back against the counter behind him. ”Make sure all the tables and chairs are set out too, I’ll be round in a minute.”
”I said I didn’t want it,” he huffed when spying the offered plate passed his way. However, in contrast to what he said, the man stubbornly picked up a fork and thrust it into the omelette half without even watching what he was doing. Literally stabbing into the offering, Molyneux flicked his wrist and raised what remained of the omelette to his mouth. Then, opening and revealing small, normal sized pointed teeth, he consumed the food whole. Although his expression suggested that he did not entirely enjoy it. Yet with reluctance, he swallowed and quickly dropped the fork.
His whole form shivered slightly, his insides digesting the substance. Molyneux dropped his head sideways and shot a look to Eris when calling him Boss. He didn’t know if she was joking, being serious or just acting playful. ”Just don’t go forgetting who’s boss either,” he huffed again, still getting over that horrid taste that he downed a bit too urgently. ”Anyway, for starters you could go and make sure the front doors are unlocked. It won’t help if we aren’t open,” he told her, tossing the girl over a set of keys before leaning back against the counter behind him. ”Make sure all the tables and chairs are set out too, I’ll be round in a minute.”