"It was a pair of idiots from the MML, Jasil." Beauford sighes, leaning back into what little there is to support him in the chair. "Really, they tried to stage a mugging, and one of them got lucky when he hit me."

"Hrmmf." That is not a believing look from the peh.

"...and on a happier note, tell me there's some of Garrison's jalapeno and cheese cornbread left." Beauford, notably making a u-turn in his facial expression, from embarassed to mildly flirty begging.

Complete with what can only be described as a hungry puppy look.

"....you are a shameless beggar, Puppy." Jasil smiles. "I'll see if there's any left."