[ No words from this one at first, then; just the sound of her rifling about in the pantry. When she returns, she's setting a pitcher of cold water down together with a tall bottle of Jack Daniel's.
You're pretty sure they don't sell vintage that old.
The glasses follow, then the Lady Swallowtail is off towards the stove.
She's going to make crepes. American folk like you probably don't eat things like that very often. ]
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You're pretty sure they don't sell vintage that old.
The glasses follow, then the Lady Swallowtail is off towards the stove.
She's going to make crepes. American folk like you probably don't eat things like that very often. ]