Jul 16, 2008 20:52
Natalie wanders down to the bar, settles in at a table, and orders dinner. She decides upon spaghetti and meatballs, with a small side salad, and a good red wine paired with the meal.
She would not be adverse to some company while she eats, though.
hedwig robinson,
benjamin linus,
mia ausa
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She was only passing by, starting to ponder about her own supper and possibly bringing some home when she catches a whiff of Natalie's simple-yet-delicious meal. And she's a big advocate of simple-yet-delicious.
She stops, takes a step back.
Well, Uncle Rabastan always did seem to favor Italian, but she's never seen that exact dish.
"Excuse me, but that looks good. What's in that?"
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"Both of us make the Magic Guild of Vane our home now. There was a war in Draco's England. After that, there was nothing for him. And his parents don't approve of me, as I don't have any proof that I'm what they call a 'pureblood' witch."
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"Since there was no wedlock to speak of, I was indeed born out of it. One of the results of that being not knowing who my father was. I got curious as I got older, but when I thought to ask Mother about him, she was taken as a prisoner during the war. Her memory hasn't been the same since."
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