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May 09, 2006 22:55

Bacon!

Where? In the diners of New York City, not in the house of Driscoll. There is, however coffee brewing in the kitchen, where a man in pajamas is reading a book. Squinting at it, too.

He may be considering going to one of those diners with his house guest.

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song_tra_bong May 10 2006, 03:54:47 UTC
The house guest enters, yawning and doing battle with her bedhead.

It should probably be mentioned that the house guest is in her underwear.

Okay, fine, it's a slip. Practically a nightgown.

She staggers around the kitchen for a moment until she confirms that yes, coffee is the only breakfast item present. This is both sad and puzzling.

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jackdriscoll May 10 2006, 03:58:38 UTC
Jack looks over the edge of his book to the pot of coffee.

"It should be done."

He returns to his book.

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song_tra_bong May 10 2006, 04:09:57 UTC
This apparent non-sequiter is greeted with confused (and still half-asleep) blinking.

The coffee pot is poked as though it might suddenly bite her, then she fumbles in the cabinets for a mug.

Fumbling continues while milk and sugar are obtained.

She isn't quite sure she has the proportions right, but either way, getting your tongue burnt off will certainly wake you up.

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jackdriscoll May 10 2006, 04:24:38 UTC
It's Jack, and it's morning, and he hasn't had his coffee yet. Coherency be damned.

"Did you sleep well?"

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