"..wait." said Ducky, a red light coming into her eyes. "My Cherry Table. The Cherry Table everyone was murdered at, and people played games at, and got almost buried, and taken off to another planet and back, but was never destroyed.. and you BROKE IT!"
Ducky's unexpected roar brought the fight to an unexpected halt. Taverners stopped short in mid punch, swing, or swallow to look fearfully at her very wrathful and impressive wrath, which was quite impressive and wrathful by now. Smoke was coming out of her ears, which were standing straight up, and the previously unassuming glass in her paw looked like a likely murder weapon. Yep, Ducky sure was attached to that Cherry Table.