[Guzma watches her as she just...continues to make a fool of herself. Getting more and more flustered by her stumbling and haphazard movements. However, when she goes to pass in front of him, he extends his leg to cut her off. Resting his foot on the table. He's still slumped back on the couch, one arm on the back of the couch, while the other rests on the armrest.
He's peering up at her with a grin.]
You ain't gonna wreck this place no worse than I do already.
[Considering those holes in the wall on the upper level, um...
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He's peering up at her with a grin.]
You ain't gonna wreck this place no worse than I do already.
[Considering those holes in the wall on the upper level, um...
He beckons her with a nod of his head.]
C'mere.