Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-26854056-20170306194836

Swan glowered at Agustus, trying to resist the urge of flinging a butterknife at his face as she piled up old plates from the diners around her. Robin sighed, looking at the watch strapped to his wrist in disinterest.

"Hey, do you want a drink or something? We still have some time left on our hands...."

Before Robin could even respond to a question the bartender was asking, a woman with fine blonde hair tied with a white ribbon kicked the door off it's hinges, sporting what looked like to be a traditional Spanish tango outfit. Complete with a rose wedged behind her ear.

"Adivina quién está de vuelta, bastardos!"