Originally Posted by
Bennosuke
Pip sits back down, a dopey grin on his face, when Arl calls the waitress back. The grin spreads to something a little more intelligent, maybe too intelligent, as Arl raises his question. "Ish gotta be those rich noblesh," Pip says, nodding his head, "Ya hear talksh about all sorts of... evilsh that money can lead ya to."