[@Saarebas][@Narcotic Dollie]

Arty  let out a chuckle as Ryva barked at the crowd that had swarmed him, and Arty gave the girl a grin before patting her on the shoulder. [color=00a651][b]"Ay good to see yo' again too lass. Hope life 'as been treatin' you right."[/b][/color] He said in his usual jolly tone. He then bent down on one knee so he was on level with Moose. [color=00a651][b]"It is good too see yo' too boyo! I still 'ave to get yo' that steak don't I? I promise next time I will get it to yo'."[/b][/color] He said as he scratched behind the dogs ear. After a moment Arty stood back up and looked back to Ryva, his grin never breaking. [color=00a651][b]"Bah don't worry bout it lass, I've been through far worse. Just good to see yo' 'aven't forgotten bout lil ol' Arty."[/b][/color] He said kiddingly with a warm chuckle. 

Ryva grinned as Moose licked Arty's face. [color=6ecff6]"Aye, we've been doin quite well, Arty ol' lad,"[/color] she said, and was about to apologize when a man (obviously drunk), came up, and said somethings that were incoherent to her, and spilled his Russian liquor on her. Her face turned red and she swore at him in such a way that she might have spat fire.

[color=6ecff6]"Ye ass! Ye drunk, uncouth, ill-mannered son of a cur!"[/color] she was furious. [color=6ecff6]"I was about tae apologize, fer bein' rude tae everyone, ye know. Arty is no' just my friend, aye; he has quite a lot!"[/color] She turned to the two girls and bowed to them, her right fist over her heart. [color=6ecff6]"I apologize, lassies. I was only makin' sure this friendly neanderthal, here,"[/color] she bumped him playfully. [color=6ecff6]"Had space tae breathe. People get trampled in crowds, ye know. i saw it happen, once."[/color]

Her face paled slightly as she remembered. Then she brightened and pulled out a silver sharpie. [color=6ecff6]"To further show how sorry I am for my rude behavior, I'll sign anythin' ye want. Except for skin. Skin dries me sharpies out, real quick."[/color] She said with a chuckle. [color=6ecff6]"And you can pet Moose, too. he won't bite, unless I tell him to. And I will no' be doin that. ye seem like nice gells tae me. After that, we gotta beat it. it's past Moose's dinner time, and I've got an hour, at least, before I go onstage to dance, then mingle."[/color] Her face was tired looking, and somewhat pale.

[color=6ecff6]"Hey, Arty, let me know when you get off, tonight. I've a feeling we both need a stiff drink, and soon."[/color] She pinched the bridge of her nose, and Moose leaned against her with a whine. [color=6ecff6]'Aye,'[/color] she thought wearily. [color=6ecff6]'I'm working too hard, though I love it, but the boys are starting to comment on how tired I am.'[/color]