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[allusive]

It's not about being picky. You have choices.

[ If it was about liquor, that'd be another story. She can't afford anything very expensive or refined and the wine came as payment from another tavern she played at about a week ago. She can't get much else. ]

They have stews, soups, cheese. They have some bread and certain cuts of meat. I have enough for something for each of us.

[ And she's not going to hear any argument about paying for his share. He ensured she didn't lose her coin purse tonight. That's enough. ]

[lefthandfree]

[He smiles meagerly and gives a shrug. It really doesn't matter what goes into his stomach as long as something does. That said, choice is not often available to him, so if she insists...]

Don’t suppose they’d have— [Shit on a shingle? She wouldn’t recognize the phrase.] —sausage and gravy? To go on bread.

[He hopes it’s clear enough what he means. Even if it’s not, he can make do with whatever else there is. The thought of something comfortable and familiar is just nice, really. Though he also doesn’t bother pointing out he eats for three people. She’s good enough to offer even if only because he probably saved her earnings for the night, and it isn't worth taking advantage of that for a full stomach. It'd be damn rude.]

[allusive]

[ Sausage and gravy? It shouldn't be too hard, she assumes, and she's seen sausage in the restaurant nearby. ]

I'll have a look and see what I can find. Make yourself comfortable.

[ Alysia ducks out with little preamble, heading across the street. Since finding her place in the city, she's done her best to go out of her way to be nice to a few of the locals who could aid her, and the neighboring restaurant is no different. She's played there twice - once for free - and they are pleased to give her food. Much of it will go out tonight anyway without use. She sits around a little longer for fresh gravy and purchases a whole loaf of bread and some cheese as well. She gets some eggs for herself, sausage for him, and is back a little over twenty minutes later with two bowls of hot food, bread, and cheese.

She brings both to the table and sets them out, then goes to continue making preparations around the room for the potential oncoming storm, closing the shutters and moving candles from their places. The lantern goes closer to the table so they can eat; the candles are moved from the windows and placed in better positions to bring light to the flat. ]

Here. They had what you wanted but didn't quite know how you might like it prepared.

[ Alysia gets out a few knives and two forks, and sets about slicing the bread. ]