"Okay good" Ivee sighed, relieved. She took out her notepad and rose-gold pen to begin taking orders. She took her reading glasses out of her pocket and slid them to the tip of her snout.

Kobahrn smiled warmly at her as they worked together to serve their customers. Business was once again booming...

Ivee wrote down the order of an ancient desert tortoise, and slid the order paper across the table. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Korbahrn smiling at her, she smiled back and wrote down another order.

"So how are you handling the job?" Kobahrn asked.

"Mighty finely, I have no difficulty with it, why do you ask?" Ivee glanced up from her notepad.

"Well, many of the people who are out of town sort of grow disgusted by the sight of us and our obesity... I've had many out of town employees since my brother's arrest quit due to being fed up with seeing us being so big..." Kobahrn said honestly.

"That's terrible" Ivee said sympathetically, "This is the best parlor around." She stated, honestly.

"Yeah, it is... though I can't blame them due to some of them having the unfortunate pleasure of serving some of the more slovenly customers." Kobahrn admitted, stating that their leaving had nothing to do with some form of fat-shaming.

Ivee nodded, "True" she scribbled down an order before sliding it across the table, sliding her glasses up her nose with a claw.

Kobahrn smiled warmly, and wondered if Ivee would be different. She seemed quite spritely...