Part 3
With 1000 Dapper in my pocket I'm standing there now and can't afford anything at all. I was immediately looking for a barman and found one. I ordered a pack of 10 Lakeland beers to drink away my frustration. While I now roar at the bar, a sniffy female matis comes by. Man, she had a rack. I take a sip from the bottle to drink some courage and catch up with the female matis. I can well imagine what she would have thought about me. But now it has been so. The matis are a very proud and arrogant people. Think they are able to control Atys. One has already seen in Silan. Only ruins are left. And the others are allowed to pay for it. But they are all craftsmen, except for these ugly helmets, which must not be missing on every booze-meeting for amusement! But who wouldn't try a love affair with such a charming homina? As I said before, I was already being snootily eyed by the mere attempt to look at her with my red nose. The alcohol banner did the rest. Grinning, I stand in front of her and asked her what a wonderful view we have today. I look openly into her neckline. She probably didn't take it so well, which I was then allowed to experience handily on my face. The story with female matis, who didn't tell me her name in passing, would actually be over if there wasn't the tryker who saw her and shouted her name out loud. "Virginia! A wonderful name...", I thought when I purred on the floor with a red handprint on my face. There are no coincidences. That should also show up in the following events. I hope you can wait and see. Because that is not yet the end of the song.