[Have a very. irritated. taijiya.
Sitting on a mattress in her designated room in the Inutachi's Greek house, which is clean but somewhat empty and worn.
With
this song playing just loud enough to make out the lyrics.]
This... this... abomination [referring to the song of course!] is a blatant lie.
I do not nor will I ever belch the alphabet, double dog dares be damned.
[She sighs to herself and gives a moment of glaring, just daring anyone to make a comment. When she feels she's made her point sufficiently, she relaxes into a much more placid but still visibly irritated expression.]
Well, it could be worse, I suppose. Here I was, gearing up for something horrific because of the week off...