[Dress code, pfft. He actually snorts at that. The sundress thing that's new feather standard is better than the bikini thing that Shura wears all the time anyway. But no, no. It would be rude to laugh. Hold it in. His lips still quirk up though and his tail flicks a bit as a result. Wag wag]
I could make anything you want! No dress code, so don't worry there, but what sort of chicken sandwich? [Might as well make it as best he can be]
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I could make anything you want! No dress code, so don't worry there, but what sort of chicken sandwich? [Might as well make it as best he can be]