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[She just doesn't want the smell lingering for when, finally and after a few trips and a conversation or two, she arrives home.
Shouldering open the door with her hands full, making a path through the kitchen and setting down her bags on the island counter. Two bottles of wine just to be sure, dinner (an assortment of veggie pasta, daal and a really wicked looking caesar salad she wants to devour) and a roll of gauze. She sorts things from their bags, listening for Cross and stealing a good mouthful of salad and bumping around in the kitchen. ]