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[didorothy]

[Suffering severe trauma leads to taking an holiday. Taking an holiday leads to intense boredom. And intense boredom leads to the Dark Side Sam Tyler in a waist apron]

Fumie, we're having pasta alla carbonara tonight.

And, uh, if anyone else is hungry... I have a lot of spare time right now. [muttered] Can't believe the satellite and the internet went out at the same time...

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[didorothy]

You're not imposing anything. I live to serve.

[contract_star]

[:3] ...Pasta alla carbonara, you said? Smells delicious.

[didorothy]

Pasta alla carbonara for the dark haired man in the dress shirt. [vanishes and returns with a plate]

[contract_star]

[Utterly pleased!] Thank you! [Takes the plate and starts to inhale.]

[didorothy]

[... that's pretty impressive] Do you want seconds?

[contract_star]

[Hei's polite so he waits until he's swallowed.] Yes, please!

[didorothy]

Just... give me a bit. [disappears, and returns some time later with quite a mass of carbonara] Here you are!