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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 7, 2011 23:24:19 GMT -8
Coricopat stepped inside, closing and locking the door behind him. He was home much closer to his normal time than he had been the night before. His hat and coat were hung on the coat tree and he set his briefcase down against the hall table, he had no pressing work and was interested in a quiet evening tonight.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 8, 2011 9:03:04 GMT -8
Mistoffelees rose from where he was still going over several papers, stopping in the doorway to the hallway. "Hello," he murmured, a couple sheets of paper still in his paws. "How are you this evening?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 9:24:00 GMT -8
The lawyer looked up, offering Misto a gentle smile, "I'm doing well. My day was relatively uneventful. How are you?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 8, 2011 9:43:55 GMT -8
"Alright. Would you like dinner? Please give me something to do before I start seeing black and white print and where I have to sign when I close my eyes though."
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 9:47:12 GMT -8
Cori laughed, "Well, I certainly won't say no to dinner, especially if it staves off dreams of legal documents."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 8, 2011 9:59:51 GMT -8
"Oh good," he said with a grin, pausing for a moment as he passed Coricopat in the hall on the way to the kitchen before entering and pulling the pot down.
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 10:42:09 GMT -8
Cori arched an eyebrow. Mistoffelees was rather chipper this evening. He slipped into the living room, seeking out a book, but finally just set it on a side table and slipped into the kitchen.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 8, 2011 11:03:01 GMT -8
Mistoffelees turned, offering him a grin. "Hey. Welcome back to the kitchen."
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 16:57:06 GMT -8
That garnered a laugh, "You know, for as little time as I spent here before you arrived, I don't think I even entered the kitchen but once."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 9, 2011 0:38:06 GMT -8
Mistoffelees gave him a look over the pot. "I am not even going to ask what or how you ate then. Why didn't you ever come in here then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 0:40:45 GMT -8
"Business luncheons and dinners mostly," Came the reply. "I didn't have the house for very long before the Demoniaque was finished. I kept it as a safe-house, of a sort, after I moved there. And I never had much reason to come in here."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 9, 2011 0:48:54 GMT -8
"And now you do?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 0:55:50 GMT -8
Cori offered him a gentle smile at that, "Yes. I do."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Aug 9, 2011 10:40:23 GMT -8
Mistoffelees offered him a smile. "I'm glad, I think. Can you get my a couple plates down while you're here? The food's almost ready."
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 10:46:53 GMT -8
"But of course," He made his way over and got two plates down from the cupboard near the sink, setting them on the counter before fetching glasses and utensils as well.
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