"Lady, we don't know each other and don't owe each other anything..." Lavana was interrupted by the woman.
"Yes, we do. We know each other. We recognize that we are werewolves. I owe you for splashing water on you guys, and you owe me an explanation."
"Nonsense logic." Lavana put Beatrix down.
"If you don't leave this instant..."
GRRR! GRRR!
Her stomach was making its needs known, not minding the situation at hand.
It made her embarrassed but she still had to put up a bold front.
"I happen to have some biscuits here." the lady took out some biscuits from a small container and ate one.
She extended one to Beatrix.
"No, I must not be tempted. I must not fall for her trick." she repeated in her head but her stomach and hand were too honest.
Before she knew it, the biscuit was already in her mouth.
"Beatrix!" Lavana chided. How could she just accept snacks from strangers? This lady here was no ordinary stranger but a werewolf, alright!