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Bryn Cadwallader ([info]nowinaminute) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
In the kitchen, Bryn found a couple of the new glasses and made sure that they were clean. He conjured ice into both, the cubes tinkling as they settled. After the drinks were poured, he filled the glasses and went back to join Lucy with a large plate that held a selection of sandwiches.

Bryn set the ciders down, the plate gently coming to rest on the table. "You know, I think it's going to be the simplest thing on the menu. Bacon sandwich. I want to sell it all day, not just breakfast." He picked up a glass to take a sip, but paused. "Cheers."

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