The Magpie Emporium; Friday [02/10].

[pun_king]

The counter that day was cluttered with a wide variety of sheets and papers, charts and graphs, maps, dice, books, and a calculator.

It would, of course, be a fair guess to assume he was deeply entrenched in cooking up something truly epic and amazing for his tabletop group, but.....nope. You'd be wrong.

He was, instead, trying to figure out exactly what on Earth (quite literally!) he was going to do for his and Charlie's Valentine's Day date.

At least up until the point where Saffron decided that right in the middle of all his plotting and planning was exactly the spot she needed to plop down on, stretch out, and take a good long nap.

Which was annoying, at first, but, in retrospect, Graham would come to realize that the cat may very well have been doing him a huge favor after all.

The Magpie Emporium is open!

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Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[outofthequiver]

Libby was there, of course, with her usual snack tray of veggies and dip, but she'd also brought some of the apple turnovers she'd made in baking class yesterday. They weren't exactly pastry-case worthy, appearance wise, but they tasted pretty good and she was pretty proud of them, actually.

Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[pun_king]

Graham's eyes widened a little bit as he saw Libby settling into her spot with more than just the usual snacks for Triumph to enjoy later.

"Libby," he said, very seriously, with that undercurrent of excitement in there and his eyes wide and excited. "Libby. Liberty Hazlett, did you honestly just waltz right in here with...with...."

He was almost too afraid to say it, as if the word would dispel illusion and the magic and leave them with nothing more than celery and jicama sticks.

"....pastries??"

Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[outofthequiver]

"They are," Libby confirmed, unable to help giggling a little bit at Graham's enthusiasm, beaming softly with pride for her work. "Turnovers, to be exact. I made them in baking class yesterday. Would you like some?"

She was already holding out the container for him, because she already knew the answer.

Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[furrybluefreak]

Kurt would give Libby a shy smile and wave when he caught her eye. They might have been officially dating and all....but he knew this was all newer for Libby than it was for him. And he didn't want to make her uncomfortable or anything with too much PDA. So. He left it at that to let her decide what she was comfortable with around their friends.

Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[outofthequiver]

And, as far as Libby was concerned, even if they were officially dating and all, she didn't see why that should change anything about how they interacted with each other at the game table, and so she met that smile and wave with a bright one of her own.

"Hi, Kurt."

And holding out her box of pastries.

"Apple turnover?"

Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[furrybluefreak]

You know.... Overthinking this was a skill!

"Oh yes please, these look amazing"Kurt said as he took one then took a bite. "And they taste amazing as well!"

Re: Graham's Table: Pre-Game Chatter - 02/10.

[outofthequiver]

"Oh, good," Libby said, with a small laugh and an extra emphasis on her relief. "It would be terrible if they weren't either! But I made them yesterday in class. I'm pretty proud of how they turned out."

Not perfect in a lot of ways, but perfect where it counted, she felt, in taste and ambition.