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Dr. Stephen Strange (sorcsupreme) wrote in utr_logs,

"Hello, Miss Potts," he smiled as he stepped into her home. The corner of his mouth crooked from the look on her face. She still seemed overwhelmed from her new life, and the slightly flustered appearance made her quite adorable, for lack of a better term. Stephen stepped inside, his manner of dress less like his old look. He probably couldn't walk around with a cape and things without getting funny looks. Button up shirt, pinstriped vest and jacket to match,and a gold chain appearing on the side of his neck, but the amulet was tucked underneath his clothing to discourage anyone from thinking they could mug him for it.

"I haven't practiced medicine in a very long time, so the weight of a scalpel is something I will have to grow accustomed to again. I don't anticipate any difficulty." He glanced around to the wide open space of the foyer. "Have you given any thought as to what you'd like for dinner? I could take us anywhere to have genuine cuisine. Real pasta in Tuscany, French bread at a bistro in the heart of France...name it."