cinderella whips out her reading list.

[strucktwelve]

Does anyone have a copy of Ribbon I can borrow? I'm a quick reader, I'd have it back by the end of the week. Research and all that, you know.

Speaking of! Rick, please don't tell me you're still holed up in your study. I should probably be shouldering some of the work here, love, all things considered.

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[strucktwelve]

Lager with Tom doesn't count, Rick.

[agoldenchain]

You're a disgrace to your country. Of course lager counts.

[strucktwelve]

You have to have chips as well.

[agoldenchain]

Good Lord, woman. What kind of heathen do you take me for? Of course there were chips.

[strucktwelve]

Great. Now I'm hungry and I've lost my train of thought.

[agoldenchain]

Brilliant. Two birds with one stone. I require curry and particular discussion. Do oblige, Prudence.

[strucktwelve]

It's all I'm good for, I suppose. Lunch tomorrow?

[agoldenchain]

Sounds choice. You've been to Mads' restaurant, yes?

[strucktwelve]

Can't say I have, no.

[agoldenchain]

There's one on the Lower East, Madu, around St. Mark's Place. I can meet you there at one.

[strucktwelve]

All right.

(...)

What are we discussing, specifically? Good news, I hope.

[agoldenchain]

It's news, at least, which is as much as we can hope for at the moment.

[ticktocktavi]

I think the former's where I come in.

Damn, I'm magical sometimes.

[agoldenchain]

Your timing, Mads, is brilliant. Hold a table for two around 1 tomorrow?

[ticktocktavi]

Brooklyn or Manhattan?

[agoldenchain]

Manhattan, if you will. I'm sure I can chance a visit to the Brooklyn one next week.