by Brnin8r » Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:33 pm
Katori had come up behind Kerisa, a smile on her face at the small personal comment. "So you think so too?" she asked. She stood ready for any form of retaliation, just in case she had heard wrong. Sure she liked being paid; but so far she hadn't been paid, this body of hers did whatever it wanted, and she still hadn't been paid...that was enough. Something wasn't right. She awaited the answer.
It's not about how much dough you make -- it's about how delicious a pizza you eat at the end.
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