Sierra and I are having a nice romantic dinner tonight. I have found myself quite at loose ends since I have stopped working as a vengeance supervisor. Honestly I simply cannot tolerate the abominable cruelties I'm forced to observe. I have been scouring the want ads for alternate employment. My lady has been extremely supportive, so I feel I should pamper her with a home-cooked meal.
I'm not entirely pleased with her association with
Astraeia. That girl seems to be quite the troublemaker. I strongly feel she's a bad influence. Perhaps I can talk my dove into spending less time with her.
Ah! There's the oven timer. The coq au vin is ready!