[Eraserfield] Another turn of the wheel

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[ Mayfield General Store, early afternoon of the 19th ]

[ Ilsa seems to be looking at the dinner taper candles, with at least a dozen in her basket, and seriously considering the remaining stock on the shelf. Going to ask why? ]

[ 1490 Kramden, late afternoon of the 19th ]

[ Ilsa is sitting at the dining room table, polishing what seems to be

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[velesdonnersen]

[Tarvek, dressed in his good coat, fedora, and proper pin-striped lawyer-suit, knocks at the door of 1490 Kramden.]

Hello? Is anyone home?

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[ Ilsa answers the door, smiling a little at her boss. ]

Hey, Mr Sturmvoraus, this is a surprise, come on in.

[ She doesn't lead him to the kitchen, that would be too informal. She leads him to the living room. ]

Can I get you some tea, or perhaps something stronger?

[velesdonnersen]

[He's polite, and very Euro-sober.]

No, no. I'm not staying long, Mrs. Spengler. I don't want to intrude on a family celebration. I just came to drop off your holiday bonus. [He holds out a plain envelope on office stationary, with her name on it in fancy copperplate, clearly written with a fountain pen.]

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[ Her smile fades, and she looks slightly confused. ]

Thank you, Mr Sturmvoraus. I...

[ She takes the envelope from him, her fingers tracing the script, stopping when she realizes the ink isn't quite dry. She raises her eyes to meet his, not quite asking the right question. ]

There's nothing wrong is there?