[u]"Wait wait wait. Hold up.[/u] [u]Boyfriend...or girlfriend? Make up your damn mind. Jeez! I mean, are they trans? You gotta explain this one to me, V...Vor...Ver...Bah, I don't know what your name is.[/u] [u]Besides. I'm only pissed about the Ghiaccio thing. I mean, it's not like we were best friends or anything. Not like he saved me from getting blown to bits. So yeah...I'm a lil' livid over what you did."[/u] [i]Irina was simply stating how she felt - while keeping her cool, as well. A waitress came by the table, carrying a warm mug of hot coffee, with small, white marshmallows within the dark liquid. She sat it down lightly by Irina, giving her a napkin as well.[/i] "Your hot chocolate, madam. Enjoy! Oh, and sir!" [i]The waitress, after Irina muttered a "Thanks,", turned towards Vorim and practically ignored the fact that he was Sphirinian, and that he was fully armed.[/i] "What would you like to have this evening? Perhaps hot coffee as well?"