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[3rdtimelucky]

It's been well over a week since the game started, and Goldy is still masquerading as Snow White. Black wig, pale skin, ruby red lips, blah blah blah, plus a pair of glasses. As an unlikely disguise it seems to be working so far; as a look it is definitely getting old for her. To her credit though, she doesn't show any outward annoyance over it

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[timedeniedme]

Charlie swings by the table and attempts to very surreptitiously peek into Goldie's mug to see if she needs more coffee. This is actually something Charlie's good at, but it's only a normal level of subtle and someone who's on alert is sure to pick up on it.

The bulge that looks roughly water gun shaped in Charlie's apron pocket may or may not be noticed, depending.

[3rdtimelucky]

She might not look it from the way that she's unconcernedly lazing back, but Goldy is on pretty high alert. Thus, the glance is not missed. The apron bulge could be anything though and doesn't raise any real suspicion.

As for the mug, it's less than half full at this point, and could probably do with a top up. Assuming this lady to be a new member of the wait staff, the Fable pushes it closer to the end of the table so it can be serviced.

[timedeniedme]

Charlie grins as she lifts the coffee pot she's carrying and starts pouring. "Cream or sugar or anything?" she asks, pausing before the mug is completely filled in case Goldie wants to add anything.

[3rdtimelucky]

"Just a splash of cream please," is the impassive reply.

She removes a sachet of Equal from the condiment tray and starts to shake it between her thumb and fore-finger.