nonscriptum: if you put a vegetable on there, so help me God (I'll have one meat lovers pizza please)
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 ([personal profile] nonscriptum) wrote2019-12-08 12:08 am
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Sure.

[ Paired with a sheepish smile— this really isn't his area of expertise, but the offering seems to have fallen somewhere close to the mark. That's good, even it leaves him suddenly adrift. He'd planned this far, not any further. A second feels a little like five.

Stephen abruptly sucks in a breath through his teeth, brows raising, and uses the shock of it to nudge the topic an inch or two to the left. ]


I think you can have a drink now. Something stronger, or shall I put on some tea?

[ Does alcohol still run the risk of feeling like a crutch, or would it be nice to have one or two? ]
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[ A playful little lift of a brow - Do I? - and Stephen raises a finger to indicate Nate should wait there, "One minute", before disappearing off to the kitchen to set up the brew. The perks of owning a bar with a commercial kitchen, you never have to wait for hot water.

He doesn't have any Nepali blends that authentically pack the full punch of the leaves he's used to, but he does have a batch of Himalayan leaves that Silena kindly amped up to fit the flavour for him. It's close enough.

He returns with two ceramic, handleless tea cups in one hand and a tea kettle in the other, setting down the cups so he can shift a bar towel to protect the counter before putting the kettle down too. ]


Salvaged from the wreckage of the safehouse, no less.