Thanksgiving 2013

[lucreceknife]

While she'd said the meal would take place at one of her cottages, the building seemed to be anything but. Guests were directed to an office building, up to Suite 613. The door was locked when they arrived, but a sign taped to it read "Knock exactly three times" in Medea's neat handwriting

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[non_permaneo]

"Wow, was he not wrong," the Doctor comments, staring at the impressively extensive spread.

[lucreceknife]

"As you can see, a few scrapes were worth it to put a good meal on the table. You'll appreciate the tart that came out of the trouble, I'm sure." Medea's a bit more cautious toward the Doctor this time, as her fae mien is apparent--she's not sure which 'he' the man means, nor how well-acquainted with changelings he is.

[non_permaneo]

"All the stops out, yes," he says with a nod. "What kind of fruit was that, anyway?"

[lucreceknife]

"We call them Hera Pears. Uncooked, they have remarkable curative properties for physical illness. But there are...effects that come with that. However, those properties all cook out completely. You'll be able to appreciate them for their flavor, tonight."

[non_permaneo]

"I look forward to it. But, uh, just so I know, is there anything on the menu that the special isn't just how it look and tastes? Or sounds, appearently," he adds, glancing towards the wine.

[lucreceknife]

"Well, the symphony wine's also alcoholic, if that's worth noting. The blue things that look like turnips also have a very mild calming effect. The cranberry sauce is mixed with blushberries, which are usually used for healing minor wounds--and those don't cook out. That's how I made myself presentable after yesterday. Other than that, it's all flavor-mixing." She ticks everything off on her fingers thoughtfully, looking over the table as she answers.

[non_permaneo]

"Got it. Thank you," he says sincerely, making a mental note to pass info along to certain people who might not want to be calmed. "And thank you for inviting us, also."

[lucreceknife]

"It's my pleasure. I assure you this event is solely for selfish purposes. I preen under praise after holiday meals." She winks.