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[simon_doctor]

There's a little cafe not far from Gage campus. Late last night Simon sent Jordie a wave to ask if meeting there for lunch would count as " meeting for a drink", and got back the single line I'll allow it.

He steps in to find that Jordie's already staked out a table.

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[walk_ins]

And a loaf of bread, and a knife, and some cheese, and some butter and jam.

Jordie lifts a piece of bread in greeting. His mouth is full.

[simon_doctor]

Simon slides into the chair across from him. "Zăo àn. Have you been waiting long?"

[walk_ins]

Jordie swallows, and pushes the tiny cutting board his way. "Long enough to decide that I ought to take up baking bread."

[simon_doctor]

"It's a worthwhile hobby," he agrees, taking up the knife.

The bread's still faintly warm under his hand as he starts to cut a slice. He focuses on that, and on the mouthwatering smell of it, and hears himself say out loud "So I’m in touch with a Dr. Boulding, and we start Monday."