Deerington Inbox

[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
"Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."
*Beep*

Comments

[onerthes]

[They had yet to meet, though she'd seen him around in the midst of her first tours and her initial duties, testing out magical limitations in Deerington. When she saw the gift, she smiled to herself and nodded at the tea strainer. That was going to get some use, she was sure.

She asked around until she found his locker and left a note in clean cursive. It wasn't quite as fancy, but she hadn't entirely gotten behind the holiday spirit.]

Thank you for the welcome. Should you wish to join me for lunch or drinks, do not hesitate to call.

[vermillon]

[Yet another note where he left the box, same cardstock, same red ink.]

I am always available for anything.

[onerthes]

In that case, we can meet for lunch tomorrow. I will see you at this quaint little "Diner" in town at the mid hour?

(OOC which we can do in action here or in my recent open log. Either's fine by me.)

[vermillon]

[[ooc: i'll hit up your log soon o7 ]]

Of course. Though I should warn you not to order anything that is not breakfast, for anything else would be nigh inedible for most constitutions

[onerthes]

(OOC: Perfect, in the meantime now she has a question!)

Dare I ask why that is, and what qualifies as breakfast from the menu?

[vermillon]

The meals are either too raw for most stomachs, or too poorly cooked that one's teeth could be ruined. Breakfast, thus anything with eggs, is the much safer bet.

[onerthes]

I will definitely keep that in mind in that case. I do not mind sashimi, but this sounds like something entirely different, and it's hardly a breakfast dish.