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[stubborn_annie]

When Harry came home the other night, Annie had at first been absolutely livid at what he'd told her. She's had some time to think, though, and plenty of time to settle out her mood. She's doing better now by far, thanks in no small part to having spent a phenomenal amount of time in her kitchen working with phyllo dough for personal purposes

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[will_scarlett]

The call of the baklava is strong and Will limps over not smiling and looking rather embarassed by the bandages on his eye, thigh and hands, but the baklava smells really good,

"Good e'en, Mistress Wells, smells lovely."

[stubborn_annie]

Annie glances up. "Oh- hallo, Will," she says. "Are you all right? You look a bit, erm..." She waves a hand vaguely. "Harry after a football game."

[will_scarlett]

Will looks down at his feet before saying, "Got into a fight twas all, milady, will all 'eal fine."

[stubborn_annie]

"All right," says Annie, and it's probably a measure of her distraction that she really does leave it at that. "You're welcome to some of the baklava if you like. Er, you haven't seen a couple of young men calling themselves Sam and Dean, have you?"

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean's not actually looking for food at the moment, but that'll change soon. Right now he's just comin' downstairs with Sammy, looking to get out of the painfully boring room they took for the night.

Apparently there's something to be said for crayfish and duck wallpaper. Or a room covered entirely in grasshoppers.

Might not be repeatable, but it can be said.

[gavemea_45]

"You know we've got to decide sooner or later, Dean."

He doesn't look all that thrilled about it.

[stubborn_annie]

It might or might not be the name that catches her attention. Annie's been looking around the Bar every so often for some time now, so it could very well be that she merely saw the young men and the name was only confirmation. Either way, she sits up a little and calls, "Excuse me?"

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean looks over at her, body shifting to keep Sam covered.

Old habits die hard. Or never. Especially when it comes to his brother.

"Yeah? You need something?"

[iwenttomissouri]

Missouri stops short when she sees the baking pan on the table.

"Ooooh, that's that good Middle Eastern pastry - balaclava? Or somethin' like that? I don't guess you're sharin'?"

[stubborn_annie]

"Oh, I couldn't possibly eat it all myself," says Annie, looking up. "Baklava, yes. You're welcome to some of it, so long as you haven't got a poor reaction to nuts or honey."

[iwenttomissouri]

"Nah, I'm good."

She takes out a piece and begins nibbling. "This is some mighty fine baklava," she says after chewing a mouthful. "I'm Missouri Mosely. Thanks so much for sharin'."

[stubborn_annie]

"You're quite welcome," says Annie. "I'm Annie Wells. I've found this stuff goes over awfully well with new people, even here."