Chizpurfle
Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: King's Landing
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Canaan Prescott Fourth Year | The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle Quote:
Originally Posted by Becky Rebecca looked at the kebabs interestedly "Kebabs" she nodded and picked one up, taking a bite, she chewed it slowly and then turned to look at Kris, her face blank, she suddenly smiled at him "You're cooking for me in future" she laughed as she finished off the kebab "Try mine" she told him while holding it up, she waited for him to comment on it, she loved this, having fun with food. Kris grinned, and took a bite of what Becca had made. He grinned as he chewed, as it was delicious. "Very nice, Becca. I guess you can cook for me in the future." Quote:
Originally Posted by H_Grainger1322 Warren looked down at the food Rebecca was pointing out to him curiously, "Kebabs...interesting name." He took one off a plate curiously and looked at it before taking a bite. "That's really good..Kris is it?" He held out the hand not holding the kebab, "I'm Warren, pleasure to meet you." His face was friendly and so far he had managed to keep every ounce of his true feeling locked up tight. "What's in the wraps Rebecca?" Quote:
Originally Posted by H_Grainger1322 Warren looked at Rebecca and shrugged, "Just curious. People put weird things in wraps sometimes and I for one don't eat weird things." He gave a light laugh though all his actions seemed a trifle forced. He bit into the kebab again and looked around, "So think they'll make us play hide and seek in the woods? Merlin knows I don't want to 'train' anymore." Now hearing Warren make small talk was about as normal as seeing a camel in Downtown London. Not. He looked at Kris, "So where do you work? I don't think I've seen you around." Kris stuck his hand out to the other gentleman who had approached. He had this air about him that maybe he was in charge, or wanted to be in charge some day. He smiled, and shook his hand as well. "Glad you enjoy it mate. And yes, I'm Kris. Kristofer Atkins. It's nice to meet you Warren."
He took a bite of his own cooking, and then realized that the other man was making small talk. Stupid stomach, he cursed silently. "Ahh, I'm in the Wizengamot. And where does your desk lie?"
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