That actually made her smile.

"Finally someone gets it.
Yes, MUCH better.
You are forgiven, or pardoned as they say outside of Egypt~"

"You're holding up my expectations well up to this point, pirate."

Nodding as if to emphasize her point.

"Your divine Pharao of course!"

"You will address me by my proper title, or be thrown out...of the top floor window."

Record scratch

"Come again?"

"...Uh-huh. So I am in the mood for some fine beef, roasted poultry, exotic fruits and wine~"

What's wrong darling? Can't breathe? Should've thought of that before begging me to sit on your face~

But don't worry, your body will serve to make mommy's ass even fatter and more irresistible♡

Ankha sat her (technically bare) ass down, adjusting her seating and then her 'dress', looking around.

"Quaint. Not noisy. Y'know, for a pirate, your entire lifestyle on this ship is rather...normal up to this point."

Does this royal cat even know what normal means?

"Oh dear.
I usually only have people executed for great showings of disrespect..."

"Damn right I am~"

She suddenly went quiet, not having expected the restaurant to be on the ship as well.

"You keep surprising me, pirate..."

Hands on her hips.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING IF THIS INFERNAL NOISE?
SEIZE THIS RACKET, THIS INSTANT!"

"I like your funny words, magic man."

A sigh.

"Whatever. That restaurant better be less confusing."

"You named it?
It's just a ship.
Why would it need a name?
Things just constantly break anyways."

"...her?"

Looking around.

"Who is her?"

She doesn't know squat about ships.
Especially these kinds of ships.

"Are we there yet? Staying idle in a flying tin can is rather...foreign to me."

Adjusting her 'dress'.

(If you want to.
I'll go along with what you lay down~)

Bored c̶a̶t̶ god noises

She does so, her paws pitter-pattering across the floor.

Commission for @jazzmasterj.bsky.social

She returned nor long after.

"Alright, pirate, I am ready to go.
Are you?"

"Sure, whatever these words may mean."

An eyeroll.

"I shall throw myself into shape and then we may depart."

She walked off to her private quarters.

"Wait here. No peaking!"

"Alright then.
If you wager your dignity on meeting my standards, I presume you can back up your claims of quality.
I hope transport will be just as luxurious."

"Ugh, fine. But the place better be fancy.
...and less slang heavy.
I can't with this pirate gibberish."

"That just sounds like a cannibal restaurant..."

Shaking his grip off her leg.

@admiralkatblu.bsky.social was standing too close to her throne.

Pushing him away with her foot.

"Personal space.
I know you don't have that on your tiny ships, but here it is expected!"

Whatever the reason you dragged her into this filthy, reeking stall in the men's restrooms may be, it better be good...

"Did one of my servants just fall down the stairs?
That sounded like one of my servants falling down the stairs, judging by the colorful vocabulary..."

Stares judgingly

"That thing is coming off until you got a proper sun tan, you pale bitch."

"Are you a virgin?"

Deadpan question.