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There is chocolate in the Nexus.
White, milk, dark, filled, whatever. There are trays of samples sitting on a table, along with a stack of catalogues that, unsurprisingly, have more chocolate in them. As well as instructions for ordering it.
Andrew is manning the table, looking neat and professional, except for the fact that he's sucking on a pen in a manner that could be described as many things, all of which boil down to 'improper'. There's a small white dog hooked by its leash to his chair, sniffing around with great interest.
So... anyone want a chocolate? It's definitely not LOLed.
White, milk, dark, filled, whatever. There are trays of samples sitting on a table, along with a stack of catalogues that, unsurprisingly, have more chocolate in them. As well as instructions for ordering it.
Andrew is manning the table, looking neat and professional, except for the fact that he's sucking on a pen in a manner that could be described as many things, all of which boil down to 'improper'. There's a small white dog hooked by its leash to his chair, sniffing around with great interest.
So... anyone want a chocolate? It's definitely not LOLed.