Warren arrived, more or less promptly, and in an excellent mood. The fact that he hadn't actually done much work today wasn't on his mind; he'd received a wonderful thank-you note yesterday that he'd just gotten around to reading, and he was feeling good.
He trotted on up to the Bothwell residence and knocked on the door. "Hello? Anyone home?"
Kit opened the door and ushered Warren in. "Welcome to Thanksgiving," he said. "That wonderful holiday where we celebrate our molestation of indians, hormone growth birds, and corn. Lots of corn."
"Sweet," Warren said, and headed on in. Although he suspected there were no Indians around for the molesting - unless Lizzie had either donned a squaw costume or hired a few girls - at least he could smell the food from here.
"Hey hon," Lizzie said, smiling as she came out of the kitchen. She hugged Warren and kissed his cheek. "Dinner's almost ready. How're you doing today? You okay?"
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He trotted on up to the Bothwell residence and knocked on the door. "Hello? Anyone home?"
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India padded in, wearing big poofy bunny slippers with her jeans and t-shirt.
"Less lovey crap, more food."
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Sin,who'd just sat down, gawked cutely at India.
"I call shenanigans on this one, Lizzie. I totally woulda worn my slippers."
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She started getting the food out on the table.
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