OOM: Small town in the Sto Plains, inn, the next morning

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is sitting in the main room of the inn, sipping his first cup of coffee of the day. Things seem to be going well; the maids and grooms pass him and simper, or grin, and the cook has been by and asked him about breakfast

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[morethanprops]

Moist comes down looking quite rumpled in a shirt that's not fully buttoned and kisses Urquhart.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart kisses him back, and pours him some coffee.

"You look thoroughly debauched," he says. "What could have happened? Oh, it was me, wasn't it?"

The maids giggle.

[morethanprops]

"Now, darling, we don't want to shock these kind people. After all they're just getting used to having artists around,"

The owner comes up with their breakfast and stammers something about no, its fine.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart hands him his coffee.

"Artists?" he chuckles. "Well, fishing and cooking are probably art as well."