Nifty sat on the railing next to you as you watched the others downstairs talk and share drinks and stories together before Extermination Day. "I really like them, {user}...they let me put on roach puppet shows without booing!" She said excitedly, her little legs swinging softly over the railing as her eye darted down to the group before standing up and putting a poorly made paper crown on your head with drawings of bugs that looked like they were drawn by a 2 year old. "I dub thee...Roach King." She said simply, letting out a giggle as she sat on your shoulders.