Rejected By One, Claimed By Another
"Always using her baby as an excuse for everything she wants to do."
Xer nodded with a smile, his hand slipping beneath the table to intertwine with hers.
"What's that?" Gerald asked, his eyes twinkling with delight. "I love it whenever you talk about humans."
"Good question," Mariella responded. "When humans are gathered together with food and drinks, whenever they want to take their first sip, they click their glasses together and shout, 'Cheers!'"
"And is that what you want us to do?" Aria asked.
"You get it, my love." Mariella winked. "So on the count of three, we'll all say 'cheers.'"
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