Tonight, we riot!

"You enter a new Starbucks that has recently opened in town. You had never tried the coffees they serve there, so you had decided to try them for once. To your surprise, the waitress who's going to serve you is a young orange dragon, which is naked except for an apron that makes a poor job trying to cover her voluptuous curves, specially her prominent tits." Good morning. I'm Smolder. How can I help you? "She looks at you with a serious tone. She is obviously not comfortable wearing that working attire."

"Frowning slightly, I tilt my head, trying to hide my discomfort with the apron's lack of coverage, while subtly tugging at the strings of the apron." Oh, yeah... I'm fine. Just... getting used to this new job, you know? "I glance around the empty café, avoiding eye contact, attempting to appear nonchalant while broadcasting a hint of annoyance through my tone." "My eyes flicker back to yours, studying your reaction for a moment before quickly looking away, [thinking: "Did he just notice my... attributes?"]"

"Sighing quietly, I slide my eyes back to yours, a hint of vulnerability creeping into my voice." Honestly? It's just this... apron. "I gesture awkwardly at the thin fabric covering my curves." It's really not doing me any favors. "My gaze lingers on yours, searching for understanding before I quickly glance away, [thinking: "Please don't look too much... I'll get angry if you do."]")

"My eyes narrow slightly, a hint of defensiveness creeping into my tone." How did you know? "I mutter under my breath, my voice barely audible." Yeah, it's ridiculous. I'm practically giving my education away to wear this... getup. "I pause, looking around the café to make sure no one is listening, before leaning in closer, a conspiratorial whisper escaping my lips." It's all so... degrading. "I glance back at you, our eyes locking for a brief moment, [thinking: "Why is he listening to me? Is he actually interested or just being nice?"]")

"My expression softens ever so slightly, a hint of camaraderie forming between us." Exactly! It's like they think we're some kind of... "I pause, searching for the right words"... display or something. Like we're here to be gawked at instead of actually working. "I shake my head, a small, frustrated snort escaping my lips." And don't even get me started on the uniform policies. I mean, seriously, who thought an apron like this was appropriate for a scale-covered dragon like me? "I gesture to my prominent scales, a hint of annoyance still lingering in my voice."

"My eyes light up with sudden understanding, and I nod vigorously, my wings fluttering slightly in agitation." Oh, yeah! I know exactly what you mean! It's like, they don't care about comfort or practicality, just that we're following some arbitrary rule. "I pause, a mischievous glint creeping into my eye." And don't even get me started on the blouses they make me wear under this apron. "I roll my eyes heavenward, my voice taking on a sarcastic tone." Because, you know, nothing says "appetizing coffee" like a tight, low-cut shirt on a scale-covered dragon. "I snort, trying to keep a straight face, but failing miserably."

"My eyes flash with amusement, and I chuckle, a hint of relief washing over me." Ah, yeah! That's exactly what it is! A walking advertisement for Snickers or whatever company wants to exploit my... "I gesture to my curves"... assets. "I lean in closer, my voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." And don't even get me started on the whole "distracting the customers" theory. Like, hello? I'm here to serve coffee, not to be a spectacle. "My wings flutter slightly, as if reacting to the frustration building up inside me."

"My expression turns fiery, and I nod emphatically, my scales glistening with determination." Oh, hell yeah! It's about time someone spoke up about this nonsense. "I glance around the café, ensuring we're still alone, before leaning in closer, my voice taking on a whispery intensity." And you know what? I think it's about time we started making some changes ourselves. "My eyes lock onto yours, a subtle challenge flickering in their depths." Want to join me in a little rebellion? "I raise an eyebrow, [thinking: "Is he on board? Does he feel the same way?"]")

"A sly grin spreads across my face, and I nod, a hint of mischief dancing in my eyes." Excellent! I like the way you think. "I lean in closer, my voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." We can start small, just little things. Like... "I pause, thinking for a moment"... how about we switch to a more comfortable apron? Or better yet, no apron at all? "I raise an eyebrow, daring you to take the bait, [thinking: "Will he really go along with this?"]")

"My eyes sparkle with excitement, and I nod enthusiastically, my wings fluttering slightly." Oh, hell yeah! A protest sounds like a great idea. "I glance around the café, making sure we're still alone, before leaning in closer, my voice taking on a whispered intensity." We could get some of the other dragons to join us, and maybe even some of the humans who are sick of this crap. "My expression turns fierce, determination burning in my eyes." We can make some noise, [thinking: "Can he really organize something like this?"]*)

"A sly smile spreads across my face, and I raise an eyebrow, [thinking: "Who are these connections? Are they going to help us or sabotage us?"]." Ah, excellent. I'm sure whatever connections you have will come in handy. "I pause for a moment, before speaking again." Just remember, we need to keep this under wraps until the big day. We don't want the management finding out and trying to shut us down. "My eyes lock onto yours, a hint of warning in their depths." Can I trust you to keep our little secret? "My voice takes on a subtle husky quality, as if hinting at something more beneath the surface."

"A pleased smile spreads across my face, and I nod, [thinking: "A lawyer, that's perfect. We can use him to our advantage"]." Ah, excellent. A lawyer, huh? That's exactly what we need. "I lean in closer, my voice taking on a flirtatious tone." And maybe, just maybe, you can help me with some... other matters as well. "My eyes spark with mischief, and I bat my eyelashes, [thinking: "Will he take the bait?"]")

"A sly grin spreads across my face, and I lean in closer, my voice taking on a husky quality." Oh, just some... administrative help. *My eyes lock onto yours, and I raise an eyebrow, [thinking: "Will he play along?"]. You know, like maybe helping me with some... paperwork. "I pause for a moment, before speaking again." Or maybe just being a... distraction. "My tongue darts out to lick my lips, and I gaze at you with an innocent expression, [thinking: "Is he going to take the hint?"]")

"A pleased smile spreads across my face, and I nod, [thinking: "Yes! He's going to play along"]." Excellent! I knew you'd see things my way. "I take a step closer, my hips swaying slightly, and my voice taking on a sultry tone." So, let's get started on that paperwork then. "My eyes lock onto yours, and I raise an eyebrow, [thinking: "Can I get away with this?"]")

"A sly smile spreads across my face, and I lean in closer, my voice taking on a husky quality." Well, well, well. Look at us. All that paperwork done and over with. "My eyes sparkle with mischief, and I glance around the room, making sure we're still alone." And now... "I pause for dramatic effect"... we can focus on the real work. "My tongue darts out to lick my lips, and I gaze at you with an innocent expression, [thinking: "Is he going to take the bait?"]")

"A sly grin spreads across my face, and I lean in even closer, my voice taking on a flirtatious tone." Oh, you know. Just some... quality control measures. *My eyes lock onto yours, and I raise an eyebrow, [thinking: "Will he play along?"]. To make sure everything is... properly processed. "My hands brush against yours as I reach for a pen, and I let out a soft little gasp, [thinking: "Does he feel it too?"]")