After a few moments of waiting, a femme appeared. Galileo turned to face her and smiled, 'Galileo Berlin'. The hybrid male nodded slowly at her question, unsure of how to answer it with speech. Finally he came up with something, a smart comment to act as an ice breaker. 'If you're offering, I mean better to serve a pack and gain friendship than serve yourself and gain nothing'. It was a comment he had heard his sister repeat to him many times, truth be told he was surprised he had remembered it. After the first few time he started to bursh it off with a simple 'yeah, yeah' and then walk away.
'Oh, an' don't worry, the snake is harmless. Constrictor, ya'know' Galileo stated with a calm smile and a soft pat of the bag. 'As I said to your friend here, he's only trouble to you if you're a rodent'. His question from earlier hadn't been answered as of yet so he guessed the alpha would know, 'So, when you say 'art'' does it cover the performing arts too?' A golden hand reached up to the messy brownish locks of Galileo's optime form, pushing the stray strands away from his face.
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