[She takes a moment to admire the restaurant again before heading closer. It was wonderful, that he could have something of his own like this. Something he made and wanted to have for no other reason than he wanted to. Admirable, and classic. But that could be saved for later.
She comes over and leans against the doorframe to the kitchen, lightly smiling. The questions could bend to habit, first.]
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She comes over and leans against the doorframe to the kitchen, lightly smiling. The questions could bend to habit, first.]
Good morning, Black.