13 Griffin Way: Sunday Evening

[memberslonely]

Lindsay returned home a little later than she wanted. She had gone across to the mainland to do some Christmas shopping for her friends back home and didn't take traffic and parking into account

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[clevermsbennet]

Miss Elizabeth Bennet wasn't certain why she felt the strange compulsion to bring store-bought pies with her, whenever she visited acquaintances in town. It felt like a properly neighborly thing to do, and one should never arrive at a housewarming empty-handed. Also, she had discovered a strange fondness for store-bought cherry pie.

She knocked on the door hesitantly, investigating the exterior of the house. Very nice. Not quite so stately as Netherfield, but more welcoming, certainly.

[memberslonely]

Linz was a little flustered at the knock at the door. The boiling water went well but then she realized she had no safe way of pouring it into a cup. Clearly she should be allowed into a kitchen as well.

"Eliza! Hey! You made it. Come on in!"

[clevermsbennet]

"Thank you kindly for having me," she said, handing over the pie. "I didn't make this. I feel I should say that. It seems gauche, that I didn't, but my pies are barely edible, and I'm ashamed to admit how convenient the alternative is."

[memberslonely]

Linz flashed her a grin. "It's quite all right, I bought some turnovers and scones at this strange little bakery in town. The stuff they have here is better than anything I could ever make. Want the grand tour? It's mostly boxes that haven't been unpacked yet..."