- Well... - a guy standing nearby says to her. - I wanted to get a closer look at what kind of Erephir she is, but it's nothing but a disappointment — she's built like a man, she might actually crush someone. She doesn't even compare to her colleague Sonata. I'm a musician, by the way. - He looks Beata over more closely. - Though you're not my type either. Why did you grow so tall?
- Beata... - Guyon groaned, making his standard "Why is she doing crazy things while I'm the one feeling ashamed" face.
- Ah, oops, got carried away, - she chuckled, showing not a shred of remorse.
- We need a musician; you would really save us, to be honest, - Guyon intervened. - We urgently needed a replacement, payment...
- One hundred rem guaranteed, the rest as we go, - Beata interrupted. - Urgency bonus, - she explained to Guyon.
- Mhm, right.
- Regarding the comment about my height... Reacting to such a thing is *beneath* me, but I don't look *down* on those who allow themselves such *lows*, - she smirked at her own joke. - After all, size doesn't matter; only skill does.
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