[237, Monday Evening]

[dbiers]

Ching Tai had an excellent deal on all their seafood dishes so D'anna had ordered twice as much as she'd normally get for two people.

She set several boxes out on the coffee table, complete with chopsticks, and was currently looking for glasses in to which she could pour drinks.

Over her shoulder she asked, "What's your poison?"

[ooc: For her

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[krycek_rat]

"Whatever you've got," Krycek said, already digging into a box of fried rice. "Drinks are good though."

[dbiers]

She brought out a bottle of Fumé Blanc that she'd handwavily conned someone into selling her on the mainland sometime back, and poured them both a glass. "Hope this'll do."