Wolk
The howny wabbit
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He took a sip of his champaign and closed his eyes for a moment, savoring it.
"Mmm... divine." He smiled. "The French really know how to make good wine, even for all of their other weaknesses."
"Are you hungry, Sable? Come to think of it, I haven't eaten anything since yesterday as well. It just went out of my mind with all this..." he waved his hand around in the air ambiguously. "Well, it's behind us now. Thankfully."
He stood up and went to the door. Stepping out of the room, Joey caught a servant that was passing by and ordered food for two into Sable's room. Then, he quickly returned.
"I think a have a toast to say." He smiled and raise his glass. "To our long and mutually pleasant relationship." He held his glass, waiting for her.
"Mmm... divine." He smiled. "The French really know how to make good wine, even for all of their other weaknesses."
"Are you hungry, Sable? Come to think of it, I haven't eaten anything since yesterday as well. It just went out of my mind with all this..." he waved his hand around in the air ambiguously. "Well, it's behind us now. Thankfully."
He stood up and went to the door. Stepping out of the room, Joey caught a servant that was passing by and ordered food for two into Sable's room. Then, he quickly returned.
"I think a have a toast to say." He smiled and raise his glass. "To our long and mutually pleasant relationship." He held his glass, waiting for her.