She looked down at her rather impressive armour-plated bosom. "This?" Greta shrugged. "It was a bit last minute. I thought I was going to go as a pumpkin, but I lost my stem."
Not to mention she just loved having a shield and spear to entertain herself-cum-torment others with.
Although having her hands full did making the drinking part just a bit trickier. After accepting the glass from Ludo, she'd tucked it into the hand holding the spear, but every time she lifted it to drink from, she ended up poking (or, well, stabbing) someone standing in her vicinity.
Oh well, sacrifices had to be made for a warrioress!
She ducked under the sign proclaiming it a kissing booth and pecked him on the cheek only. "Of course, all your proceeds must be going to charity," she said with a straight face, saluting him with her glass. And jabbing the person behind her, whoops. "How very noble!"
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