A bowl rattles on the floor, Uri calls for more drinks which I meant to grab. Glancing in the window to the kitchen, I see Cookie ladling the stew into bowls. I know its what I ordered just from the smell alone and my stomach growls. Yeah. Drinks. "I got 'em Thomas," I say tossing a reassuring smile at him.
"These are dreams," I say, "or wishes. I have glamours to make an old woman look like a girl for a day, and I have dreams that can be supped so that a dull afternoon passes in a golden warmth of apple orchards.
Loading everything on a tray,I hold back an amused snort when I hear that. Wonder if he's got something that would unwolf me? Wonder if I'd miss it. I move around the bar handing Glass her drink first and set a bowl next to her, just in case. "I hope beef stew is okay," I say setting Uris' bowl, bread and drink on the table. My head tilts at the glimmer of colors coming from the bag on the old mans lap. "What are those?" I ask, setting two bowls on the floor. Stew with a bone and hunk of bread and a drink of mostly whiskey with a splash of water this time. I hope he chokes.
no subject
"These are dreams," I say, "or wishes. I have glamours to make an old woman look like a girl for a day, and I have dreams that can be supped so that a dull afternoon passes in a golden warmth of apple orchards.
Loading everything on a tray,I hold back an amused snort when I hear that. Wonder if he's got something that would unwolf me? Wonder if I'd miss it. I move around the bar handing Glass her drink first and set a bowl next to her, just in case. "I hope beef stew is okay," I say setting Uris' bowl, bread and drink on the table. My head tilts at the glimmer of colors coming from the bag on the old mans lap. "What are those?" I ask, setting two bowls on the floor. Stew with a bone and hunk of bread and a drink of mostly whiskey with a splash of water this time. I hope he chokes.