Who: Gilbert & Hestia What: Dinner and a discussion When: Tuesday evening around 6pm Where: Gilbert's house in Portsmouth Warnings: TBA Status: Incomplete
Gilbert had been most diligent about making sure that his home was presentable and made sure to send an owl with the address and specific coordinates to Hestia so she might be able to find him as easily as he should like. No need for people to get lost on their way to finding him. He arranged his notes and the folder that had been the cause of his notes so that they were neat and tidy. Everything was in order, the food was nearly finished, and all he needed to do was set the table.
He walked to his cupboards, chewing idly on his lower lip as he thought about which plates to use. He had gotten different kinds, just in case a different occasion called for a different kind of plate. Part of him was uncertain why it mattered. This was just having a friend for dinner and intellectual conversation. His mind felt clouded for a moment before returning to normal. He eventually settled on the plain white china and set two places before glancing around for something to drink. Should he offer wine or just juice? Either would work, really. He let out a sigh. He'd ask when she got there.
Until then, he'd just have to wait impatiently with the air of a person that was waiting quite patiently.