Val smirked at Vics comment. "I may speak fluent conversatinal spanish but i like cursing in spanish more. As for the cuffs, I've never failed to size someone right. If it doesnt work and hurts Shay i will bang my head on the table repeatredly all the while screaming in spanish about how stupid i am. I'll call myself a hijo de puta. That is the worst curse Nana taught me." 

Val smiled. "Put one on Shay. I need to know if its a good fit." She twiddled with a few scraps and turned out a bronze owl the size of a pen. The owl lit on fire and flew around the room going back to land on Vals Hand.