Il Pollo, Thursday Evening

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia was in the mood for tiramisu, so she had sent out a message to the usual members of the Supper Club that they would be meeting at Il Pollo tonight. She did hope everyone had gotten it, but she didn't have that much time to worry about it, what with trying to decide what she would have before the tiramisu, since some people would argue it didn't count as a meal.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! Il Pollo is open!

Comments

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[witchoftheflesh]

Smiling? Flint? Huh!

"New Jersey," Adrian said, shaking his head. "Helping out a friend, though it definitely didn't seem as long there as it apparently was here."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[fears_no_one]

He'd revert to form when they ran out of breadsticks.

"New Jersey," Flint repeated slowly. "Up by Philadelphia?"

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[witchoftheflesh]

They always brought out more, Flint!

"That's the state in question, yes," Adrian said. "Though we were more northerly, I believe. I didn't have much time for sightseeing, sadly."

Was it really sad, Adrian? New Jersey.

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[fears_no_one]

"I have only been to Philadelphia once. It was cold and wet and in the late 1600s," Flint said. "I assume it's changed a bit."