Anya blinked and looked down at the mugs of coffee in her hands. These were hers, but she carefully slid one across the counter to her sister. She turned around and fetched another mug out of the cabinet.
"Guess the Black Widows are similar no matter what reality it is," she finally said. She filled the second mug and wondered if there was any blini in the fridge from yesterday's breakfast.
"Let me take a wild guess. You don't sleep much either."
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