Stavanger Bay the drink of the Gods

It may have been a compliment, being called a sweetie, but for Saucy it just left a wierd taste in her mouth. Sweetie. Blegh. Saucy sure hoped that wasn't the vibe she was putting out into the world, she might have to correct the way she introduced herself. Badass, that was her preferred title. Certainly she'd be asking Dalia later whether or not she thought Saucy was a sweetie or a badass; Dalia could always be counted on to clear up these things.

Her distaste for the phrase was only animated in a faint narrow of her brows, other than that she let it be. It was, meant to be a compliment after all. She smiled again when Norsamu asked about other siblings, Spicy, no Salty. Yeah my parents were... wild, she said with a low chuckle. The Soleil's might not've been the best at giving their kids a normal childhood, but they had definitely taught them how to have a good time.