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[ibedeadpeople]

Who: Apartment O + you? door is open
When: Day 32, evening
Where: Apartment O
What: family dinner...?

[There is a stew bubbling happily over the fire; leaf "platters" and shish-kebabs(? something-chunks on sticks), salad, a somewhat overcooked stirfry, and a gourd filled with fruit chunks in milky liquid are arranged on the kitchen counter.]

Okay, guys, get it while it's hot!

Comments

[ibedeadpeople]

It's fine, I've been practicing.

[presses a bowl of soup into his hands]

[hohosiscons]

Still not eating.

[ibedeadpeople]

Come on, I slaved over a hot firepit for hours! I know you're hungry, I can hear your stomach growling.

[hohosiscons]

Ugh.

Just hold on, I'm gonna wait a bit, okay?

[ibedeadpeople]

It's not going to kill you, and at least I'd bring you back!

At least have some salad, that's just leaves. And the fruit salad's just fruit.

[hohosiscons]

You better have cleared the poison away. I'll take some leaves, yeah.

[ibedeadpeople]

Of course I did! I purified everything, twice. How scatterbrained do you think I am?

[hohosiscons]

Do I gotta answer that?

[ibedeadpeople]

Whatever. Just try some. Try some, and you may. Try some and you may, I say~

[it IS especially tasty-looking salad]

[hohosiscons]

[fine. I will taste the salad! ...And then be surprised]

... Hey, not bad at all.

[ibedeadpeople]

Told you! [she does look pleasantly surprised by the reaction, though] I guess I just got the right leaves at the right time.