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[Too true. Lycaon has only ever received positive things from him (so far), so he can't really complain juuuust yet.

Also don't call him out on it!]

Thank you, sir. I'm looking forward to this years competition as well.

[As for the other two...] Ah, well I'm afraid the stories aren't nearly as exciting as you think. I simply needed to master the art and figured a competition would be good incentive to study.

[WHY did you need those specific skills though, Lycaon. WHY.]

I would be happy to bring them by next time for display to help fill out your room. The Spirited Awards will hopefully only help the business as well. [You can't see it...but his tail's wagging a little. You CAN see his ears twitching with them.]

As you should! I have full faith that you are gonna completely ace it! You'll leave your competition in LITeral tears! I can't wait to see it!!

[ Sometimes his pride for his own gets a little excessive, but who is gonna tell him that? No one, that's who.]

Okay, but is there a reason why you needed those specifically? That feels like a mystery~

[ Explain WHY, Lycaon!!! ]

Yaaaas! Excellent!!! They are gonna look ah-maze-ing and they for sure will show off how talented my bartender is!!!! [ He can sense the wagging tail. The "who's a good boy? YOU ARE!" is unsaid, but it's definitely in his tone. ]

[Oh. Zulius has faith in him. He will not only ace it, he will decimate the competition. He does not do things by half measure and this will be no different. The stone has now been cast and the only thing we can say is good luck to any of his peers.

Zulius called him his talented bartender...]

I will not let you down, sir. [That tail is thumping against the side of the bar counter now, any attempt at calming it down moot.]

The answer is...not quite as exciting as you think. I have a..friend [Informant.] who was in need of a rare basket for his daughter [Client.]. It was a magical mangrove root that dries immediately when it leaves the water.

In order to weave it to be pliable, it had to be done underwater. The competition was where I made the final product to send to him.

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[ The poor bastards have no idea what is coming for them. Fools.

And he meant every word of it!!]

Oh, Honey, I know you won't! You absolutely got this!

[ He is always so delighted when the tail gets going. It's like a personal goal to achieve in each conversation! Making son-boy happy! ]

Ooooooooooh, that's definitely less weird than I had in mind but also somehow more weird too? That's so cute though! That you did it to help someone else. That's so nice of you! Did she like the basket? What did she need it for?

[The absolute legwork Lycaon is doing for his informant. Truth is, that guy hasn't had a date in the 3-4 years they got back in contact, and possibly even longer than that. Now to be fair, some of it is because Lycaon keeps texting him to use him as his own Amazon Prime inbetween normal duties, but that should be no excuse.

Now he's got a wife and kid in this made up fantasy.]

From my understanding, she wanted it to collect enchanted flora without the enchantment affecting the basket. [That WAS what the client wanted, so it's not a lie!] Jacopo tends to make promises above what he can deliver, so I decided to help him. [Also true.]

The Waffle Sculpting was simply my pride. I knew I could do better than the work I was seeing presented.

[ Truly he sets himself up for such things. ]

Oooooooh that makes sense! There's probably all kinds of magic stuff in magic water, right? You couldn't pay me to go into like, a LAKE or anything, I keep my mane perfect, but good for her! Ohhhhh I seee, so he told her he could make her something he couldn't, and you stepped in to help! So sweet!

[He lets out soft hum. ]

Tell me, how does one sculpt a waffle? Follow-up question, could you sculpt one that looks like the most gorgeous man alive?

That me, BTW. You know that, I'm sure, but just putting it out there.

Thankfully, the magic in the water was benign to my fur. Aside from brushing out stray sticks and other debris, it actually gave it a silky shine. [He wouldn't do it on the regular, though. Consistency is key with fur!] Your strict regiment with your mane is admirable, sir.

[He puts a finger to his lips though, trying to figure out how to explain.] I suppose an equivalent would be a slightly less pliable fondant, or even something akin to paper mache. The waffles are very thin, like waffle cone.

[Oh he would NEVER doubt you are the most gorgeous alive, Zulius.]

I would be happy to make you such a treat, Sir Zulius. I could never capture your likeness completely, but I am positive I could come close.

Oooooooh nice! That's good to know! And natch! It's hard work to look this fabulous all the time, you know!

[One doesn't just wake up fabulous, after all!! ]

Okay! Okay, I am picturing it and I am loving it. I bet it would be so good with like, some ice cream in it. Maybe a lil' sauce!

[ Anyone who dares doubt it in his presence would be on the business end of a hissy fit, after all! ]

Oh, I have absolute faith that if anyone could do it, it would be you, Babe. You've got skill AND talent!

If you would indulge me in this brainstorm, you can make a chocolate syrup that hardens on ice cream. Would that not be a perfect complement to showcase your zebra stripes, Sir Zulius?

[He's really going to do this. Then again, Zulius asked--of course he was going to do it.]

[ Zulius lets that little nugget of a thought settle in his mind, letting out a delight gasp as the concept really takes hold. ]

You are so right?? That would make it even better, because anything that reminds people of me can only be a good thing! [ He hums thoughtfully. ] Now I really wanna eat one!

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