"It's no good trying to keep up old friendships.
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You're craving pie, so you tell them to meet you at the diner across the street. Flipping up the collar of your most spy-worthy trench coat, you head over to watch from your favorite booth.
As you wait for the waitress to bring coffee, three people enter. Very Matrix looking.
"That must be them," you think, and are immediately proven right when they crowd into your booth.
"We know what you look like," the tall woman informs you, exhausted. "We came to recruit you, remember? Which pie's best?"
"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
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"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
@michelestrider I’ll do it for a FIFA Peace Prize
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"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
@michelestrider
Money, in the Elvish currency: the Presley -
"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
@michelestrider I would have gone for housekeeping services, but voted money since I could buy it myself I guess.
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@michelestrider I’ll do it for a FIFA Peace Prize
@petes_bread_eqn_xls That IS the dream
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@michelestrider I would have gone for housekeeping services, but voted money since I could buy it myself I guess.
@sbourne Oh, that's good. Now I want housekeeping services
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@sbourne Oh, that's good. Now I want housekeeping services
@michelestrider Like in those old English novels. Shopping, cooking, cleaning, laundry!
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@michelestrider Like in those old English novels. Shopping, cooking, cleaning, laundry!
@sbourne Stop talking sexy to me
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@sbourne Stop talking sexy to me
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"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
@michelestrider I didn't know this story was gonna be set in Bawlmer Merlin, hon.
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@michelestrider I didn't know this story was gonna be set in Bawlmer Merlin, hon.
@gdinwiddie Me, either. *asks gamer husband what this means*
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@gdinwiddie Me, either. *asks gamer husband what this means*
@michelestrider It's a city just north of Warshington DC.
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@gdinwiddie Me, either. *asks gamer husband what this means*
@gdinwiddie I was forced to do a Google
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@gdinwiddie I was forced to do a Google
@michelestrider What do the google say?
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@michelestrider What do the google say?
@gdinwiddie It said I need to go back and watch The Wire more closely this time.
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@gdinwiddie It said I need to go back and watch The Wire more closely this time.
@michelestrider Ya know, I never did watch that. The wife of a poker buddy played an extra in it.
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@michelestrider Ya know, I never did watch that. The wife of a poker buddy played an extra in it.
@gdinwiddie I enjoyed it. I don't know how someone who actually knows Baltimore would feel about it, but it made for good drama.
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@michelestrider
Money, in the Elvish currency: the Presley -
"Apple crumble," you decide. They order slices of the other three pies.
A familiar-looking plaid-clad waitress brings your coffee and pie. She calls you "hon" and gives you an odd wink.
You shake off the deja vu and address the issue at hand: pie. Halfway to the crust, you address the second issue.
"Recruit me for what?"
"I thought we covered that," sighs the tall woman. "To save the world."
"From what?"
"Don't laugh. Elves."
You giggle.
"You have the skills we need. Name your reward."
The villain Truxby still draws breath. I want to know Truxby’s location.
Also, may I please borrow a gun?
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The villain Truxby still draws breath. I want to know Truxby’s location.
Also, may I please borrow a gun?
@DXMacGuffin We'd all sleep better at night, it's true
Perfect