[There wasn't any reply, and for a while it might have seemed like she wasn't going to even show. After all, they'd just gotten the first batches ready, and she had people she was giving them to as she walked the streets on her way to Baldr house. Eridan had plenty of time to figure out how to figure out how he was going to show no weakness to her.
Because eventually someone was pounding at the door and shouting.]
Open up you damned kuncklehead! Don't make me pick the fucking lock!
Isn't it?
Because eventually someone was pounding at the door and shouting.]
Open up you damned kuncklehead! Don't make me pick the fucking lock!