F Te antKe, your "
Your Highness". I am thrilled, you are thrilled. I will get my own chair, I have a favorite. And I share the honor of sitting at your table!
*mlmbd notices all the patrons of the 'Cantina' are looking at him very funny. Except for
F Te antKe, of course. He is not sure just exactly what her gaze is all about. mlmbd grabs his favorite chair, drags it to a spot just short of
F Te antKe's table. "
Your Highness", he addresses
F Te antKe; which side is your strength? |as mlmbd waits for a response from
F Te antKe, he scans the 'Cantina', visually. Hump, very odd. mlmbd thinks to himself*
mlmbd 
