[Harley twists her mouth into a thin line off to the side. Sure, she wants to keep wandering and pursue wherever this new plane might take her but some crap food and fake hot cheese sounds like heaven, after all she's seen so far of Nochwich and the Free Cities.]
You got some of those icee machines and any vodka? I've always wanted to pour three liters into one of those slushie things and let it churn out a bastardized daiquiri.
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[Harley twists her mouth into a thin line off to the side. Sure, she wants to keep wandering and pursue wherever this new plane might take her but some crap food and fake hot cheese sounds like heaven, after all she's seen so far of Nochwich and the Free Cities.]
You got some of those icee machines and any vodka? I've always wanted to pour three liters into one of those slushie things and let it churn out a bastardized daiquiri.