#❪ ⠀ ✦ ⠀ ─── ⠀ secret menu / serafine savoy ⠀﹕ ⠀ic. ⠀ ❫

[missallanea]

"Lemme jus' remind you, kid, in case you forgot — dat nails an' kneecaps built dis city. Fists an' hammers run dis town!"

@aslyfcx for NICK WILDE || sc

[missallanea]

A low chuckle followed the incredulous remark, one shoulder lifted in a nonchalant shrug — the only answer offered to his idea of knowing every mammal in the city. Please. As if there weren't an underbelly to every underbelly, always one step lower. Those would always stay hidden, 'til they needed to come out to play.

Case in point.

"Now, cher, who said I de one runnin' t'ings?" Read between the lines, fox : she's talking about the natural order of things, not personal. Thoughtfully, Serafine takes a moment, cracking the knuckles of her right hand, keeping her gaze carefully set on his. "Mais, we jus' talkin'. Ain't no thing. Folks do talk in dis city?"

Kid? Nick seemed a bit offended by being called a kid although he didn't really blame the stranger for calling him that considering he'd never met this stranger up until now. "I see...I don't think I have ever heard of you up until now." He admitted, his ears flickering a bit. "Here I thought I knew every mammal here in Zootropolis."

A soft chuckle, he then shakes his head. He is definitely making sure not to push his luck around the other though, he can sense that their words came off threatening in which he didn't want to mess with at all. "Soooo..." He trailed off, wondering why he hasn't heard of this unfamiliar mammal at all until now.

"How long have you been exactly running this town?"