[Nami's just settled herself down to sample a free drink or two when this guy sitting next to her begins to kick up a fuss. At first, she ignores it, having been to enough taverns to know when to mind her own business, avoiding needless confrontation being one of her specialties.
Until, of course, this guy decides to get her involved, by unceremoniously dumping his drink all over her only set of clothes. At first, the girl was too stunned to speak, made doubly so when the milkshake seems to reverse itself back up into this guy's mug, leaving no stain and no mess. In that instant, Nami was about to let bygones be bygones, turn away and mind her business.
But then he dumps the drink back on her, and regardless of whether or not it goes back into its mug, Nami is quick to react, taking her drink (whiskey, if that matters) and throwing it in his face in retaliation.
She hates wasting a perfectly good drink but...he started it!! What the hell is his problem?]
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Until, of course, this guy decides to get her involved, by unceremoniously dumping his drink all over her only set of clothes. At first, the girl was too stunned to speak, made doubly so when the milkshake seems to reverse itself back up into this guy's mug, leaving no stain and no mess. In that instant, Nami was about to let bygones be bygones, turn away and mind her business.
But then he dumps the drink back on her, and regardless of whether or not it goes back into its mug, Nami is quick to react, taking her drink (whiskey, if that matters) and throwing it in his face in retaliation.
She hates wasting a perfectly good drink but...he started it!! What the hell is his problem?]