Edmund visibly blanched at the mention of her order.
"Ah, no that's fine, thanks. I really don't know what they serve here anyway." Edmund felt a little out of place. His dad may have loved to minglke with high society, but Edmund would have been just as happy stopping at a Wendy's. Edmund went to take a seat. "You're welcome, it sounded important."
He took a quick glance around. He truststed her more than before, but better safe than sorry.
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