Orlin was cooking a romantic dinner. He had been feeling rather useless lately, and decided to do something a bit different. It had been ages since he'd cooked properly.
Camulus was singing under his breath when he came into the apartment. Unlike usually when he sang, it was in English and Orlin might catch a few lines of, ". . . boldly taking to his feet, he beat a very brave retreat, bravest of the braaaave, Sir Robin . . ."
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