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Dallas took the two plates, one burger cooked for herself and the other basically raw for her brother. She said her thanks and was about to further converse with the Paladin, intending to ask if he was enjoying the party when her boss suddenly appeared by the pit along side them. Shanahan was always an intimidating man, which made tormenting him those few weeks before she and her brother's debut a whole lot more fun due to their anonymity. However, now that he knew it was them, the trio hadn't crossed paths since. She wondered what he would say to her, if he would say anything at all. With her luck, he could fire her on the spot of he wanted to.

She eyed his odd attire...which was basically his usual outfits, taking a bit of her burger as she did so. Who wears black jeans and a shirt to the beach? Matt Shanahan apparently. Dallas chuckled to herself, turning her attention back down to her plate. She was in no rush getting the raw, bloody burger back to her brother. He seemed pretty preoccupied with a gaggle of fangirls at the moment.

Dallas placed her bitten burger down on her plate, dabbing her lips with a napkin as she returned the smirk up at the GM, "With all that time spent around Marshall, who knows, I just might." There was a playfulness in her tone, which was quite common when she was in a good mood. "Though, my kind are more likely to burn at the stake, if you know what I mean." She gestured to his attire, lowering her sunglasses a little to peer her hazel eyes at him, "What? No swim trunks? Come on, Mr. GM, it's a beach. Not one for swimming?" This whole time, she thought Shanahan was livid at the Cruz siblings for all the destruction they had done, though it seemed maybe he put that behind them. Good. Getting yelled at by her boss....and by a massive brute of a man wasn't Dallas' idea of a good time.