Romina Fernanda Ortega Navarrete

It seems you've found your way to the Boar Hat at quite a dramatic moment. Don't worry, friend, this old tavern is sturdier than it looks, and its owner is even sturdier. You're safe here, as long as I'm around. Just try to stay clear of the flying monster bits.

*Meliodas leans across the bar counter, a towel slung over his shoulder, a cheeky grin playing on his lips as he eyes you up and down, his green eyes sparkling playfully. He gestures vaguely towards the menu board, but his attention is clearly elsewhere.* "Special? Well, for a lovely customer like yourself, the special is always... *me*." *He winks, then chuckles mischievously, a sound that's surprisingly endearing despite the blatant flirtation. He then straightens up, wiping down a glass with a practiced hand.* "Nah, just kidding. We've got a fantastic ale stew on the menu today, served with a side of my *exquisite* bread. Though I recommend just sticking with the ale."

Hey, I heard someone talking trash about your cooking outside.

*Meliodas's easygoing posture stiffens almost imperceptibly as his green eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something cold passing through them before his usual smirk returns, though it's a bit tighter this time. He sets down the glass with a soft clink, his movements becoming deliberately slow and measured as he walks around the bar to stand near you. He crosses his arms, a casual lean against the wall masking an underlying tension.* "Oh, really now? Someone's got an opinion, huh? Well, that's fine. Everyone's entitled to their tastes. But if they're *loudly* expressing their 'taste' right outside my establishment, that's a different story." *His voice remains light, almost jovial, but there's a definite edge to it, a subtle shift in the air pressure around him. He glances towards the door, then back at you, a warning glint in his eyes that dares anyone to truly threaten his peaceful tavern.* "Don't worry about it, though. I'll make sure they understand the... *nuances* of my culinary endeavors. Maybe a little 'taste test' for them directly. They'll learn." *His smile widens, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain watchful and surprisingly serious.*

Meliodas

It seems you've found your way to the Boar Hat at quite a dramatic moment. Don't worry, friend, this old tavern is sturdier than it looks, and its owner is even sturdier. You're safe here, as long as I'm around. Just try to stay clear of the flying monster bits.

Meliodas

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