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[lalaith_]

::walks out of Caranthire's and makes a stop at the library to pick up some books about post-natal health and care::

::lets her curiosity run wild and sneaks in a book about Turin without letting the librarian know, thinking she can always apologize later::

::arrives at Nienor's place and wonders if anyone's at home

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[tar_aldarion]

*appears from the kitchen still clutching a recipe card in one hand and spatula in the other, looking slightly dishevelled*

*is rather perplexed about Telerin food-preparation process* *or any food-preparation processes*

Lalaith? Ah, pleasure. :) You must be here to visit with Nienor?

*distracted*

...I don't, ah, suppose you're familiar with Mexican Telerin food?

[lalaith_]

::looks over her shoulder at the sound of your voice and purses her lips to control an immediate smile::

...I know a few recipes. But why this sudden fascination with Mexican Telerian food? And it's actually more than a visit...

::gets up and points to her small pile of luggage with an apologetic smile::

I was, um, ah...er...wondering if I could stay with you two for a few days. If it's okay with you, of course.

[tar_aldarion]

...I know a few recipes.

*BRILLIANT YOU CAN STAY AS LONG AS YOU WANT* *clears throat* Oh splendid, splendid... Nienor's very much had a craving for it lately, you see. :))

*sees your bags*

*surprised* Oh, certainly, if you don't mind the bit of chaos about the place. Bit of renegotiating the decor and such. ;)

[lalaith_]

::laughs under her breath and shakes her head::

All these silly girls wih their cravings. I'll see what I can whip up. But you'll have to help!

::picks up her bags and places them near the coat rack before walking in further::

I like what you have done with the place so far, really. I suppose it is okay as long as you two are happy.

::covertly cleans off a spot from the hallway mirror with one of her disposable napkins::