"Madam Foel, you look stunning in that outfit."
"And you're the same as ever." Foel chuckled. "Have you met with your new contractor yet?"
"Indeed I did, Lord Ouroboros is now on the sect ground. In any case." Damascus took out numerous black exotic boxes. "I've come with the promised cuisine."
Galukh opened one of the case lid and presented the foggy warm and colorful dish of many cooked otherworldly crustacean meat in extravagant arrangements.
"Rainbow Karatkapu!?" Tuli exclaimed, drooling. "I'm jealous, only the noble hierarchy could eat that."
"My friend, we're not in Dis, there is no rule here." Damascus shrugged.
"... Your sudden change of personality is eerie, Lady Damascus."
"Money changes people, Tuli." Foel grinned after looking at the grand cuisine. "Kekeke, I'll prepare the picnic rug. Let's go to the open glade of the flower field."
"We won't wait for Lord Ouroboros?" Damascus raised her eyebrow.
