Geoffrey's hair is still wet from the shower when he sits down to breakfast and helps himself to a generous bowlful of what looks like some kind of baked fruit thing. He doesn't need to know what it is to know that it smells good, and makes a mental note to wrap some up to take out to Duck when he's done. It's one of those mornings when he feels
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"Geoffrey," he said softly, as if he was just used to speaking in such a tone and it was hard to let go of. "Just who I've been sent to find."
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"Hey, Jack," he says. "It's been a while. Join me for breakfast?"
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"You want me to what?" he says finally. "How long's she going to be sick? You'd probably be better off just letting a couple of rehearsals run themselves while she gets back on her feet."
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