Laurel bustles over to Brolin's table. "Hello Captain Muse. Did you sleep well?" She places a plate of steaming hot biscuits, a bowl of oatmeal, and two apples on his table.
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Brolin sees Laurel setting breakfast.
Mrs. McHenry smiles warmly when Mel tucks into supper, showing a few of the wrinkles of her middle years. But soon the Badger is busy with the evening rush of a sizable city and she heads back into the kitchen while calling over her shoulder "Alice. Take orders and see to the customers."
I completely agree. This image wasn't exactly what I had in mind but it's definitely in the top 1% of most appropriate paizo avatars for what I intended...
Mrs. McHenry looks seriously at Mel. "Ms., you saved my son from something I can't understand. You could cut off my hand and I wouldn't ask you for an apology. You and your friends have certainly dealt with a lot. Too much for most." She offers Mel a towel she was holding on her shoulder then smiles slightly. "Now what do we think of some honey biscuits? Badger's specialty."
"That's it, dear. Let it out. Let me hear you." she murmurs in a soft voice. |