Dinner and Politics

[forcegalactic]

[As promised, at 5pm on Wednesday, the dining hall is prepared for a group dinner. Along the side of a wall is a long set of tables filled with food prepared by Mordecai, Sukuyo, and all their volunteers. One end has drinks (and a bag of blood on a fancy plate for Dio), which transitions into meals and then onto desserts. Two rows of tables are arranged with twenty-five sets of plates and silverware, all on neighboring seats.

Enjoy yourselves, chat with your neighbors, and remember: we don't need McDonalds to have a happy meal!]

Comments

[perpend]

It's fiiiine. She's my underling; it's not like she's a little girl or anything.

[She's just his baby girl. It's different.]

[forcegalactic]

Oh. So someone that works in your department. [Welp. He didn't take him much for a babysitter anyway.] Sorry, it's a bumpy road, rememberin' that most local law organizations got more than one permanent member.

You keep on lookin' after her. Lockin' yourself away in you office will never do you no good.

[perpend]

There's no need to worry about that; I'm usually out and about as it is. Pleeenty of cases, naturally.