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Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 21, 2007 17:38:26 GMT -5
((pretty much the same as the rest of the boards, Vito- if you don't find someone to offend, you're not doing it right!))
Melody carries a tray back out of the kitchen, several bowls of what could pass for soup just steaming. She sets it on the counter, turns her attention to Vito.
"Chill, Vito ... if we're a little more careful about how folks act when they're holed up here, then we won't have to worry. Especially with the front door sealed off. They can't get in upstairs, they can't climb up from the cellar. And we've got the Pied Paris Piper to lead 'em off if all else fails." She gives a nod to DJ. "Dude, you set up wherever you think would be best. Keep away from the cage, though, she can reach pretty far through those bars."
Muttering something about communists, Melody sets the bowls out on the bar and plops spoons in each one. "Since ValJohn's out of commission, I declare dinner to be ... free."
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