"I meant every word of it," Alex snapped. "And beside that, what the fuck is a piccolo? Is that even an instrument? What a fucking weirdo you Quirank kids are," she scoffed, shaking her head. "You must have some really great liquor though, haven't you? What are you drinking?"
She eyed Meka carefully, and made a little face at the offer of a song. "Ugh, no thanks. I'd rather preserve my hearing."