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[ttlynotawizard]

[Well this is new, this isn't his room. There's a slight panic. They found him, didn't they

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[thenotmagician]

It's fancy talk for "it's gone", I'd think.

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[ttlynotawizard]

Then it'll need time to cool, won't it?

[He'd never made a pie, but he did remember the need for them to cool.]

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[thenotmagician]

Course. It'd cool down faster if we had ice cream, but there's no cold storage here. Gotta go to th'kitchen in the great hall area for that.

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[ttlynotawizard]

Ah.

[He doesn't have anything really to talk about crazy person who may or may not be trying to poison him.]

Sooo....

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[thenotmagician]

[Zeke, on the other hand, has plenty to talk about.]

Were you given the whole welcome wagon, or do I need ta tell ya where everything is.

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[ttlynotawizard]

I have a few spots in mind to go look at. The map and a few others have helped in that.

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[thenotmagician]

Oh yeah? And what're those? Haven't really looked around much myself.

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[ttlynotawizard]

Unmanned tavern near the stables. The library. Kitchen.

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[thenotmagician]

Hah! 'Course you'd be interested in the lonesome bar.

[He didn't even know there was one.]

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[ttlynotawizard]

It'll give me something to do.

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[thenotmagician]

Yeah, well, no shit. This place doesn't seem very eventful.

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[ttlynotawizard]

Good to know. Good thing I'm adept at entertaining myself.

[Remy twiddles his thumbs.]

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[thenotmagician]

[Zeke pauses for a moment, aaand]

Pie shouldn't molten hot anymore. I'll go cut us some slices.

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[ttlynotawizard]

[Go? Oh no no no no.]

Cut it in front of me. I want to watch.

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[thenotmagician]

[Zeke stares blankly, clearly confused by his weird request, and then it just now dawns on him that Remy is probably totally convinced Zeke poisoned the pie or something, considering their earlier conversation. He's slightly appalled and makes him feel even worse than he did earlier since this entire food thing probably looked pretty fucking suspicious in the first place. Orz.

So Zeke just kind of nods.]

Yeah. Sure thing.

[He slides over the pie, cuts out a chunk and plops it on a plate which he Hands to Remy before cutting a piece for himself.]

You want cheddar on that?

[Zeke grabs a couple forks.]

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[ttlynotawizard]

[That earns a scoff! It's the friendliest he's been around you so far, Zeke!]

What?

[Remy looks over the pie slices and the forks.]

After you.