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Adriana136 "So." said Cesar tapping his fingers against the smooth wood on the table. "A round of drinks on me? or how about 4?" Cesar pulled out a coin bag holding countless sickles, galleons, and american dollars. Probably enough to buy the pub. "So what kind of money do they take here?" He caught a woman walking by and asked him to assist them at their table. Once he approached he said. "Id like a butterbeer, my friend Enid here would like....."[/b] He opened his arms toward Enid so that she could order.
Enid merely ignored Cesar as he offered to buy the group some drinks, though as she glanced in his direction while he pulled out his bag of coins, she couldn't help her eyes from widening. The boy probably had more than her parents made in a year in there!
Stupid snobby rich self-centered git. With a glare, she looked away again, just as the boy then began ordering a butterbeer before asking what she would like. Enid returned her gaze to him then, green eyes narrowed and unfriendly. "A big plate of get-out-of-my-face would be lovely, thank you very much," she said before looking away again and returning to ignoring the boy.