"I'll be sure your cabinet is full of syrup, a late Christmas present." Vinny thought for a moment, "Or early?"
Maybe they could just stand here and talk like this forever. Maybe Gleny'll come in, and then they can reminisce and act like there wasn't a war raging outside these doors, that Vinny's fiancee hadn't been murdered, that Gleny's house hadn't blown up, and that Marissa wasn't next in line for something terrible to happen.
Yes, that would be a very pleasant way to go about things, ignoring everything else.
"So--" he motioned toward an empty table, managing to ignore the smell of the Hog's Head. He couldn't ignore the obvious forever, and he really did want to know why Marissa (another good friend of his!) was joining the Order, "Are you insane, coming here?"
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