Bab 715: 715 Dumb Love

After the Nymph and her werewolves left, the Elf decided to stay, simply remaining seated in a chair behind Wolfe's desk like an advisor.

"Is that seat comfortable? I have others available if you prefer." Wolfe asked sarcastically.

"This one is quite good, thank you. I have nothing but praise for your magical chairs. I simply cannot miss the upcoming entertainment, though." He replied, either ignoring the obvious hints or simply oblivious to any will but his own.

The next group was ushered in, and again it was a request for approval for a date, but this time it was a pair of rock troll women, along with one burly wrath demon man.

Now Wolfe understood what the Elf meant by not being willing to miss this show. The three of them were all over each other, barely paying attention to their surroundings, and if they weren't from species that were close to indestructible, someone would likely be seriously injured already.