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[sistersxkeeper]

Anna Fitzgerald is at the bar, with her customary milkshake and dinner of something unhealthy. This time, it's a hamburger. And it tastes damned good. Good like first sip of water on a hot summer day. Or good like hot chocolate on a cold one. It's just really, really, really tasty.

Not too far away, in a booth, sits Syal Fel, who is quite engrossed in her datapad as she reads and eats some sort of strange fruit. Chiss no doubt.

Tag at will.

{ooc: tell of which you want or i shall be a-guessin'}