Fade Rift: Inbox

[keenly]

you know what to do

Comments

[sarcophage]

[What is happening. Nothing's happening. They've always been friends.]

No—well, yes. I was wondering if you'd be comfortable doing so with an audience.

[keenly]

Oh. Yes! Well...how much of an audience?

[sarcophage]

Just me.

[keenly]

Then that's fine. And you don't have any food preferences?

[sarcophage]

Something simple, if you don't mind.

[So he can follow along.]

[keenly]

Of course. When are you free?

[sarcophage]

I can make time some evening. Just let me know when you and the Lady are prepared to receive a guest.

[keenly]

Tomorrow at seven? Sorry it can't be tonight, I have clinic in Darktown.

[sarcophage]

That ought to be just fine. Thank you, Colin.

[He'll guess at a wine to bring; if it isn't appropriate, they can save it for next time.]

[keenly]

I'll talk to Lexie and see if she's free. She doesn't actually live with me, but I'm sure she'd be glad to see you.

[sarcophage]

Ah, of course. Good, then—I look forward to it.