"Ma'am Carol is the perfect woman isn't she?-*munch*" John asks Mark and Billy while having their lunch meal
"I can see why you'd think that*Chomp*" Mark remarks as he points his vegan burger at John
"Why? I don't get it?" Billy was the new guy in T3, and was clueless on the things people talked about here, especially so since he's a fresh immigrant who just moved from the most northern part from the Northern Continent
Ma'am Carol is 5'9 tall high elf with her B-cup breasts and round bottom
"It's because of his fetish" Mark said
"What fetish?" Billy responded with a confused look on his face
"I'm an Ass man, and no, I don't have any problems with breasts" John replied with the look of an enlightened man and the grin of wolf who's found his prey
"Breasts are clearly the best, and Ma'am Carol only has B-cups" Mark replies with a stare of someone who just watched their entire family be murdered
"Fuck off, I'm not getting into this with you again, we already had a 4 hour debate, the answer is breast milk, now stop" John said with a fed up look
Billy is just sitting there with a judging stare, the surrounding males just realized the importance and great problem solving of John's answer, while the women were giving disgusted stares at the group's direction
"Why are you eating a vegan burger, eat some meat man, I thought you were a dark elf, Elves are the vegetarians, well... except for me" John says as he flexes his bulging biceps
*Click* *Clack*
The sound of a woman's heels are heard and the appearance of Ma'am Carol is shown along with a box of kittens
"To anyone who wishes to adopt any one of these cats, please come meet me in my office" Ma'am Carol says and then fucks off
"Dude, I can talk to Ma'am Carol" John says as he smiles from ear to ear
"Are you going take care of the cats?" Billy said
"Yeah, why not? I was thinking of getting one anyways" John says
"And that's a lie" Mark says to Billy using sound magic
"I'm going to call it Ming Ming" John says
"Sure and I'll get a dog and name him Bark Bark...." Mark says sarcastically with a hint of contemplation
"Well, whatever. I'm gonna go now, wish me luck" John said before running like a child who just found out that Santa just dropped off his present(P.S. Christmas is real but named Christmas for a whole nother reason)
As John steps into Ma'am Carol's office, He sees Ma'am Carol sitting in a throne like chair with the rest of the room looking just as luxurious, even her name plate[Caroline Reefer], looks as if it was made out of gold