She shoves the biscuit in her mouth as she strips off her jacket and throws it on the couch. Her boots follow behind with a thunk, and then she's squatting down in front of the fire place.
It looks like a fireplace, but the there's some sort of unit in the firebox. She peers back at him, chewing for a moment, before asking,
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Date: 2010-10-15 05:28 am (UTC)It looks like a fireplace, but the there's some sort of unit in the firebox. She peers back at him, chewing for a moment, before asking,
"Did they outlaw fire where you are from?"