[The puppy begins whimpering at Jinx, wagging her tail back and forth. The sorceress doesn't move, but her expression begins to look just as helpless.]
But she smells. And she's already destroying our rugs. Those are imported.
[They're in Siren's Port. Everything is imported. Your excuses are lame, Jinx.]
action;
But she smells. And she's already destroying our rugs. Those are imported.
[They're in Siren's Port. Everything is imported. Your excuses are lame, Jinx.]