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Dominic Chambers (knowhow) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Right," Dominic said, making a conscious effort to sound cheery. He moved just far enough to one side to start constructing sandwiches. Bread, butter, bacon - simple, but classic. He added a pinch of salt for good measure, then cut each roll neatly in half and placed them on plates. "Voila," he said, handing Luna a sandwich. "The pinnacle of my cooking. Don't worry if you can't finish it, I'm sure I'll make room." He patted his stomach and leaned against the counter, not sure if she wanted to sit anywhere in particular, or if she was fine with standing.

While he waited, he took another mouthful of tea, still pleasantly warm. "Food, then diagnostics, then I guess we should get going?" He waved a hand in the general direction of the suit he'd left by the door. "Is it alright if I change here?"