[Unusually for Anko, there's a half-finished sweet bun on the table. Unusual in that it's *half-finished*, and she's not nomming the rest of it currently. Instead, she's just leaning there with her elbows on the table, staring at it miserably.]
Sweets taste like nothing.
[Her head thunks down on the table in exasperation.] Urrrrgh, what the hell
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[Oo, hey, wait, new person ping? Not a half-bad-looking one at that...]
It's amazing what you can find, in a place like this.
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I feel like a tourist. My name's Horst. Do you think you could give me a hand, Fraulein...?
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You won't for long. Welcome to Adstringendum, I'll be your tour guide for the evening. Name's Anko.
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Or you could just not drink.
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Anko. Just Anko.
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Can't eat sweets, not supposed to drink... [sigh. It is hard being responsible.]
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You doing alright without that? [In other words, can she take care of herself or does she need some help...]
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