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Preston comes in, shaking the snow off of his head. He's been pairing Vivaldi with the scene outside, and is probably in the best mood he's been in in quite some time. Thank you Ray and ipod.
Practicing denial isn't new for the cleric.
rubbing his hands together Preston blows on them for a moment to get them warm again despite his gloves and turns to bar.
"Bar?" A smile. It's coming easier to his face, "can you suggest something to warm me up?"
Bar complies.
Cleric, hot chocolate, happiest that he's been in years.
Practicing denial isn't new for the cleric.
rubbing his hands together Preston blows on them for a moment to get them warm again despite his gloves and turns to bar.
"Bar?" A smile. It's coming easier to his face, "can you suggest something to warm me up?"
Bar complies.
Cleric, hot chocolate, happiest that he's been in years.