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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 18:05:30 GMT -5
((I get that a lot))
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Post by Brandi on Jun 26, 2007 18:06:25 GMT -5
*Brandi made a 'bleck' face at the whiskey comment. And the other she nodded, but added hesitantly.*
"Don't suppose I could get a Coke Zero instead? My head is killing me."
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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 18:15:36 GMT -5
"In the..." *Looks around for any of the "locals"* "fridge. It's around that corner and out of sight of the dining area. Didn't know how much I could get away with so I tried to be good."
*Manifests a Coke Zero in the fridge*
"Can you snag me a non-nasty Coke?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 26, 2007 18:21:02 GMT -5
"But of course."
*Brandi grabbed two ceramic mugs and to sodas from the fridge, emptying them into the mugs. She was careful to give him the right one, but checked again before finally handing it to him.*
"Much better. Thanks."
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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 18:27:34 GMT -5
"I was thinking something light with the lamb since it's the heaviest of the trio. Fruity would go with the spicy fish. Something cooling to the pallet and it'd provide good texture with fresh berries or something like that. That leaves the chocolate for the pork. Sounds good to me... what do you think?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 26, 2007 18:33:37 GMT -5
*Brandi just stared at him for a moment.*
"You...you just gave me an opinion about dessert."
*She hugged him suddenly, then sat back.*
"That was awesome! And yeah, that sounds great."
*She turned back to studying the book.*
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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 18:53:42 GMT -5
*Grins from the hug*
"Thanks.. I'm growing. And if that's the reward..."
*Winks and looks over her shoulder at the book*
"Find anything?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 26, 2007 18:57:27 GMT -5
"Not yet. Give me a sec." I'm cooking some faux dinner, I haven't had a chance to look stuff up yet.
*Brandi flipped through the pages.*
"If you'll give me some hint about tomorrow, I'll look for that too."
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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 19:02:05 GMT -5
"Well as of yet I have only cooked one portion of each meal so I still have a lot of this stuff left for tomorrow. So looks like it'll be more of the same for now. No worries. I'll be drooling over the lab rat in NCIS for a few anyway. Yay girls with brains."
*Finishes off his plate of lamb.*
"It's a good thing I don't really need much money here. I'm going to end up eating all my own food."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 26, 2007 19:05:26 GMT -5
*Brandi nodded.*
"I hear that. At the rate I'm going through clothes..."
*She eyed him shrewdly.*
"Got you points for creativity though."
*She smiled.*
"I could always use a hand cooking at the Mors's if you get board around here. Buddy's keeping famine busy. At this rate I won't even see Ashur."
*She looked up to Eppy and smiled.*
"Looks like you've got customers. Don't mind me."
*She winked and looked back to her plate to finish her meal off.*
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Post by Eponine on Jun 26, 2007 19:06:14 GMT -5
*Eponine poked her head in the front door, holding Aimee on one hip. She had seen the sign outside and had realized that they were serving lamb tonight.*
"Excuse me, but are you open?"
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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 19:10:32 GMT -5
*Stands and wipes his face with a napkin. He speaks with a slight southern twang. ((Since only Brandi has heard my voice))*
"Of course... Come right in. What can I get you?"
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Post by Eponine on Jun 26, 2007 19:12:47 GMT -5
*She smiled and stepped in, revealing the baby.*
"Some lamb would be lovely, thank you. Where should I sit?"
*Something inside her twinged a little when she heard his voice, John had had a southern accent and he was recently deceased.*
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Post by Jeremy on Jun 26, 2007 19:25:13 GMT -5
"Anywhere you'd like. You pretty much have run of the place."
*He grabs a few slices of the fresh bread, plates them and drizzles some olive oil and herbs into a dish.*
"For you while I cook. Name's Jeremy by the way."
*Snags a chilled mug of water and some small cookies for the baby. Assuming it's old enough to even gnaw on them.*
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Post by Eponine on Jun 26, 2007 19:28:52 GMT -5
*Aimee giggled and looked up at him, very glad to have gotten cookies even though she can't eat them at this stage. screw child development.*
*Eponine smiled at the baby, then at Jeremy.* "I think she likes you." *She said, then dipping a piece of bread into the olive oil.*
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