Big Salmon Lake That depends, who's asking?

ooc: I have time for spreeing for the next few hours.

"Yup. My. Place," Birk replied, emphasizing every word, closing the distance between them and taking a seat a little away from the lady. Of course, she was right - he had no more rights for the spot as any other around here, but he wanted to keep the argument for the sake of continuing the conversation.

"Your belief is quite wrong, but I forgive you this time. Not all people can read the signs," he said with a crooked grin, but it was clear that he was teasing her now. "Me - I am the person, who owns the spot you are lying on. Who are you?"