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fandomtownies2009-07-07 05:26 pm
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J, GoB - Tuesday Afternoon
George had promised Maron conversation with pastries, and from his less-than-a-week old knowledge of the island, he knew that the God of Biscuits was the place t'be for pastries.
But until he walked in the door, he'd expected regular stuff. Rastons and meat pies and maybe if they were lucky, a few tarts or somethin' with fruit.
...give him a few minutes, he was still staring at the racks and rows of sweets and pastries in the display cases.
[OOC: for that girl who agreed to pastries but open too, yes]
But until he walked in the door, he'd expected regular stuff. Rastons and meat pies and maybe if they were lucky, a few tarts or somethin' with fruit.
...give him a few minutes, he was still staring at the racks and rows of sweets and pastries in the display cases.
[OOC: for that girl who agreed to pastries but open too, yes]