[ Yusuf blinks owlishly the moment Arthur points out the nature of his craft--yes, it's the truth, but no, he doesn't want to hear it--and before he can rebuke, Arthur moves on.
Well then. He'll take that tea and drink most of it, just for that assault to his career. ]
Unlike him or you, I like to at least pretend I'm polite.
[ He's grinning, though, and one of his cats leaps up on the table and right to Arthur, seemingly hellbent on shedding all over the other's neat linen. ]
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Well then. He'll take that tea and drink most of it, just for that assault to his career. ]
Unlike him or you, I like to at least pretend I'm polite.
[ He's grinning, though, and one of his cats leaps up on the table and right to Arthur, seemingly hellbent on shedding all over the other's neat linen. ]