"Doesn't suit me!?" He placed his hand on his chest, acting as insulted as he could look, when he really wasn't. He couldn't hide the smirk on his face. The tone he used was the same sarcastic tone he had before.
"Nah, I think I'll keep doing it."
He chuckled, before the conversation flew back to the bleakness of Bleak Street.
"Borgin and Burkes? Yeah, sure a grocery store.. It's like.. If you want to buy all the weirdest s**t you can find, you go there.. For an example.."
He shoves his hand into his pocket, grabbing the item he was playing with the whole time, pulling it out. A pair of dangling,
shrunken human heads. And they seemed to be enchanted to speak
"FEED THE HABIT; FEED THE HABIT", they screamed, as he shoved them back into his pocket.
"Stuff like that. And that's just the stuff on the shelves, who knows what happens under the counter."
As they approached the Poison Ater, he started to speak in a grand voice.
"Ahh.. The fanciest restaurant around here!... Which isn't saying much for a place like this." He smirked at the sounds coming from it, or lack there of. The Poison Ater was protected from the outside, which always fascinated Daniel. He always thought the place would be perfect for a shady meeting he might have in the future, but he had no shady business to do, sadly.
Daniel raised an eyebrow at the information Melina was sharing, not quite sure how to react to it.
"Scitoraris.. I'm not that active in the community, I just hear whispers, but I always found them extremely intriguing.. And yeah, by logic, this would be the perfect place for people like them to hang around here... You say your mom works for the Ministry? Not the smartest to wander around here in that situation. At least keep your voice down." Daniel smirked once again, thinking of a good way to frighten the girl a little bit.
"Imagine this.. You and me are walking through this crappy street.. In the shadows, some of the Scitoraris overhears you talking about your mother being in the ministry.. You're here alone.. Well, I'm here, but you know. They have a good opportunity to snatch you here and now, kidnap you, just because of your connections to the ministry. You'd be good blackmail material..
But that's just a hypothesis! You're fine" His sly smirk stays on his face as he stares up to the store.
"Want to see the next stop?", he extends his hand in the direction of the Silver Snake, bowing slightly, but even his movements were sarcastic.