[With no bile, very Japanese, not about Santa:] Idiot...
[She hangs there, frustrated, and then begins to move; she turns her back on Santa but speaks very clearly.] I was very specific. "I like my men not in murder games is how I like them." That... idiot... are you telling me he couldn't understand alive was a given? No wonder he managed to stay single for so long...
[Lotus is done shifting her body; she's shrugged her robe off her shoulders and is showing her bare back sexlessly to Santa. She has for some reason taken great care to arrange her braids such that it doesn't cover her back but does cover the entire back of her neck. She waits.]
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[With no bile, very Japanese, not about Santa:] Idiot...
[She hangs there, frustrated, and then begins to move; she turns her back on Santa but speaks very clearly.] I was very specific. "I like my men not in murder games is how I like them." That... idiot... are you telling me he couldn't understand alive was a given? No wonder he managed to stay single for so long...
[Lotus is done shifting her body; she's shrugged her robe off her shoulders and is showing her bare back sexlessly to Santa. She has for some reason taken great care to arrange her braids such that it doesn't cover her back but does cover the entire back of her neck. She waits.]