Literature
Gold/Ivory Story Chapter 8
Ossonese Cuisine, Peban Bar & Grill, Exotic Tonics, Porky Pete’s Mini-rria- a whole block of restaurants with a strip of seating and tables down the boardwalk laid before Gold and Ivory, her tail wagging excitedly as she handed Gold her tablet, " 'I can have anything?' As long as we steer clear of the Ossonese bullshit- Yeah, whatever ya want." Gold confirmed. Handing the tablet back. They ordered a citrus drink from Exotic Tonics, Sandator Skewers from the Peban Bar & Grill, and two small cups of custard shakes from a desert kiosk. The two sat and ate, Gold mostly watching Ivory and keeping an eye on their surroundings for anyone suspicious. He tapped the tip of his boot onto Ivory's slip-on again, "We gotta talk." He pushed his custard cup off to the side, along with the meat. He let out a short sign and started, taking the tablet from the bag and sliding it in front of Ivory. "First, I gotta know: Are ya able to talk? With yerr mouth?" 'Why'd I say it that way?' Ivory licked her