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Erik Vinteren Erik took in all that freely given information through very interested ears. "Sounds stressful," he agreed with a slow nod. "You can't alvays please everyone, though I admire you for trying, Mr. Lagerty." Or at least it sounded like he was trying anyway. Erik wondered what the treasurer would do if the funds were no longer there to support frivolous discussions about the budget and a more sophisticated security system...heh...but he was getting ahead of himself here.
"Firewhiskey's fine," Erik gave the other man a smile. "Sure. I've never had vhe chicken pot pie here." He hoped it would be good and hot enough. "Did you make it yourselv?"
Harold probably shouldn't have shared all of that with Erik but he was venting and the man had already been let in on a lot of information since he had been entering the Castle so many times as of late. So really it didn't matter, did it? He hadn't said anything too sensitive.
"Yes, I know but it is nice to have the Staff on your side. Makes our work a lot easier." "Alright then." The Treasurer poured Vinteren a glass too and waked through the door into the back room to grab two pot pies.
"Yes, I made them with my late wife's recipe." Hops continued as he re-entered and placed it in front of the man.