'I know a place in London, near the Savoy, decent place, never seen another wizard there before.' he flicked his cigerette into the gutter where it sputtered, hissed and went out. 'They've a good dining room, good scotch.' this was noted incidentily, possibly because he was thinking of his stomach as they spoke, and the thought of The Queen Anne's private dining room and it's superlative menu made his stomach growl.
He stood, 'I'll send you an owl when details' he affirmed, 'Might be able to make a regular enough thing of it.' He surprised himself at his eagerness to expose himself to the company of others - especially other seers and yet here he was. Although the feeling might well pass when he got something to eat himself.
Bernard stood, intent on satisfying the demands of his stomach.
He stood, 'I'll send you an owl when details' he affirmed, 'Might be able to make a regular enough thing of it.' He surprised himself at his eagerness to expose himself to the company of others - especially other seers and yet here he was. Although the feeling might well pass when he got something to eat himself.
Bernard stood, intent on satisfying the demands of his stomach.
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