Balthier &Bourdain at Jordan College
Tony had seen a lot of things in his travels, but he'd never seen anything like this before. Some of the architecture looked familiar, like this was a version of Cambridge that could have happened if history had taken a slightly different turn.
Obviously he should have listened to his instincts and not watched The Butterfly Effect.
A tall, whip thin young man in a waist coat paused and looked his way. He was followed by an exquisitely groomed Russian Wolf Hound. He eyed Balthier with a certain degree of dislike before addressing Tony.
"May I help you?" He asked rather coldly.
Tony smiled, this, at least, was familiar. "You could get me something to eat, garçon."
Obviously he should have listened to his instincts and not watched The Butterfly Effect.
A tall, whip thin young man in a waist coat paused and looked his way. He was followed by an exquisitely groomed Russian Wolf Hound. He eyed Balthier with a certain degree of dislike before addressing Tony.
"May I help you?" He asked rather coldly.
Tony smiled, this, at least, was familiar. "You could get me something to eat, garçon."