Even the honey-roasted ones with the flakey sea salt on?
[Because those are the best, and they all know it. Almost as good as her calling him "Jacob" and not Mr Frye, which is the worst thing anyone has ever called him, and he's been called some pretty unpleasant things before.
But nuts and names aside, he seems her shift and something change in her, in her energy and posture, in the focus of her eyes. He lets the heap of documents drop back down into the draw and turns his attention to what she's reading. There's the names, clear as the nose on your face, and he gives a nod.]
Tuck that somewhere safe then and let's get out of here. Can you disappear and re-appear us from inside? Or do we do it the old-fashioned way?
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[Because those are the best, and they all know it. Almost as good as her calling him "Jacob" and not Mr Frye, which is the worst thing anyone has ever called him, and he's been called some pretty unpleasant things before.
But nuts and names aside, he seems her shift and something change in her, in her energy and posture, in the focus of her eyes. He lets the heap of documents drop back down into the draw and turns his attention to what she's reading. There's the names, clear as the nose on your face, and he gives a nod.]
Tuck that somewhere safe then and let's get out of here. Can you disappear and re-appear us from inside? Or do we do it the old-fashioned way?