Stats

The RP has a total of 5 lines, 251 words, and 1328 characters.
The average line consists of 50.2 words that themselves average 4.29 characters taking about 4 minutes, 22 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 3 lines, 130 words, and 697 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 43.33 words that themselves average 4.36 characters taking about 4 minutes, 54 seconds.
Hazelnut Brew said a total of 2 lines, 121 words, and 631 characters.
Hazelnut Brew's average line consists of 60.5 words that themselves average 4.21 characters taking about 3 minutes, 50 seconds.

00:27 < Hazelnut_Brew> Heya delicious

00:27 < Gyro Feather> eeeep!

00:28 < Gyro Feather> How's a horse doing?

00:29 < Hazelnut_Brew> Good ,goodd

00:29 < Hazelnut_Brew> You?

00:30 < Gyro Feather> doing alirght, ya

00:30 < Hazelnut_Brew> Good to hear, delicious

00:31 Gyro Feather pouts and steps away from them ."I'm not delicious."

00:35 Hazelnut_Brew snorts, the mare (prefer the normal 6 foot, or 12 foot if sizes gained from vore/dice are included) smirking as she looks down at the griffin, idly reaching up with a hand to click the shop door shut. "Well, we don't know that yet, do we birdie?~"

00:39 Gyro Feather quivers as he looks up at a mare who's nearly 4 times his height. As he moves to then make his way out the door, it locks, leaving him gulping. "Uhh...But we do...really! I promise I'm not tasty. You should just let me run off."

00:43 Hazelnut_Brew smirks down at him, the 12 foot mare not wearing too much, just a long apron that hangs down over her flat chest and front, and a seat of jeans that do little to hide that bulge between her legs. "Oh, but that'd be terrible for our reputation, wouldn't it? Letting the food go off for anyone to eat, without testing it first?" She says, clicking her down as she leans down over him.

00:48 Gyro Feather shivers while the dark shadow creeps over his form as she obscures the light by leaning in over him. He shakes his head at her and then responds, "But...but I'm a patron...a customer, not food..." The fact that he was back here because he'd failed to pay his bill was something he failed to mention, but they bothe were keenly aware about. He plays iwth the handle a couple times, jiggling it, but it says locked.

00:52 < Hazelnut_Brew> "Mhhhmm...no, sug, you ain't. See, patrons? They pay, in coin. You, little birdie? You thought you could steal from me." She says, scowling as she reaches down, grabbing with both her hands at his wings, grasping each with a heavy grip and yoinking him up by them. "And for that, poultry? You're going to pay, trust me." She warns, snorting, her warm, coffee scented breath rolling over his form.