The warlock turns at the feeling of a tap on her shoulder and is surprised by the question asked of her. What kind of question was that?! Certainly not one she had been asked before. She was aware of curse words and well aware of how music had progressed sense she had been a child, and it was certain that she well, hated it. She hated the newer music, especially rap. Although she was rather biased on the subject. Her gray eyes took in the males appearance, wide with uncertainty. She had no idea just how to answer the question. “Uh..Well um, ‘motherfuckers’ is a curse word, and by a hundred of them it is talking about many. It is supposed to be an insult of sort’s i suppose.” That was the best answer she could come up with.
Oh, well that was embarrassing! If Sylvia had none, he would not have asked such a question, especially to such a nice looking young lady! Internally frowning, he took a step back. "I am sorry for my rudeness." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a cold coin (he got it from the arcade, it was his only one left before he decided to leave) and held it out for her to take. "I had no idea what that meant, and I was very curious. Thank you for your kindness, please accept this token."












