Despite being pink-slipped (shit-canned, fired liek woah), Yzma had invited Kuzco over for dinner that night, and never being one to turn down a free meal that also included a chance to gloat, Kuzco showed up right on time and slammed the door open. "Boom, bam, baby! Let's get to the grub! I am one hungry king of the world!" He sat down. "So...no hard feelings about being let go?"
Yzma bared her teeth at him in something vaguely resembling a smile. "None whatsoever. Kronk, get the Emperor a drink."
( Llama, llama, duck! Only without the duck. )
[OOC: And Kuzco is now llamaed. Ahahaha.]
Yzma bared her teeth at him in something vaguely resembling a smile. "None whatsoever. Kronk, get the Emperor a drink."
( Llama, llama, duck! Only without the duck. )
[OOC: And Kuzco is now llamaed. Ahahaha.]