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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 20, 2008 16:25:56 GMT -5
*Aziraphale sighed.*
"No, Herbert, you've eaten them all."
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Post by Agnes Nitt on Aug 20, 2008 16:34:08 GMT -5
Agnes giggled, realized that it was probably terribly rude to giggle, stopped, and turned bright pink.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 20, 2008 16:56:26 GMT -5
*Aziraphale smiled at Agnes.*
"You really should have left some for the rest of us," *he told Herbert.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 20, 2008 17:00:02 GMT -5
"You should have ordered more."
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Post by Agnes Nitt on Aug 20, 2008 17:00:35 GMT -5
"So your name is Herbert, then," said Agnes, attempting to break some of the tension.
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 20, 2008 17:01:20 GMT -5
"Yes, regrettably," Herbert muttered. "If you would rather invent your own name for me, I encourage the effort."
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 20, 2008 17:04:12 GMT -5
"Oh, it's not that bad a name, my dear."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 20, 2008 17:06:17 GMT -5
"You try living with it for two and a half centuries."
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Post by Agnes Nitt on Aug 20, 2008 17:08:45 GMT -5
It was then that almost in spite of herself, Agnes felt a little warmth toward Herbert. Even if he was thin and blond and looked good in white, these facts were mitigated somewhat by his being male, as well as the simple fact that his name was Herbert, of all things.
"It's better than Agnes," she admitted.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 20, 2008 17:21:04 GMT -5
*Aziraphale shrugged and returned some attention to his plate.*
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Post by Agnes Nitt on Aug 20, 2008 17:22:50 GMT -5
"What's your name, then?"
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 20, 2008 17:26:15 GMT -5
"Aziraphale," *he said, for all appearances unaware that he had the strangest name in the room.*
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Post by Agnes Nitt on Aug 20, 2008 17:29:29 GMT -5
Agnes only shrugged. You tended to not react when you grew up knowing about a man named Moocow Poorchick.
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