[SE] mud free zone

Lily The entertainer’s grin widens as Amun does a little shuffling step - which she mimics with her own shuffle-ball-change and then a little twirl. “Lily. Lily Balfour,” the redhead says by way of introduction, sweeping into a shallow, graceful curtsy. “And yours, Mr. Smooth Talker?” For he does have a way with words, an ease about him that could easily be enticing to some and annoying as fuck to others. Lily finds it rather amusing at the moment, but she could see where it might cross the line every now and then. Even comedians have serious moments every now and then. Tapping her piece of wood on the floor after his mock scolding, the entertainer follows it up with, “Yeah, we’ll sweep you right out of here, and we won’t be very gentle about it!” That seemed to get the mud’s attention (and she can’t believe she’s thinking that) somewhat. It begins to slowly recoil, leaving a brown trail (you can imagine what that reminds her of) where it begins to recede. Good. It’s taking them seriously. She makes an imperious-sounding noise and a haughty nod in the mud’s direction as if to say, yeah, you keep on going, before turning to the hooded stranger. “Is that supposed to be a polite way of saying you’re scavenging for stuff?” women are like tricks by sleight of hand which, to admire, we should not understand