Chapter 164: The Rat’s Tail
Balthazar’s eyes squinted as they adapted to the brightness coming from inside the tavern. The buzzing of different conversations happening between the patrons within mixed with the scent of stale drinks and burning herbs as the crab glanced at his present company.
“Uh, maybe you should wait out here too, Suze,” he hesitantly said.
“Nonsense!” the girl said with great sass. “I’ve been in far worse places. Stop worrying so much, you old lobster.”
With her nose held high, the street urchin marched into the tavern as the scowling bouncer held the door open.
“Fine, but I’m still not a lobster…” muttered the crab as he stepped inside as well.
The door slammed shut behind them, making the crustacean jump in place.
“Do your business,” the doorkeeper said, “but remember our house rules: if you wanna fight, take it outside, and if you think you recognized someone you see here… you didn’t.”
“Alright then,” Balthazar said as he turned away.
The bouncer cleared his throat loudly. “Ahem!”