[They had food here, if he cared to order it. It was a tavern, and unlike the bars back home, as long as the doors were open, there was something available to eat. Bread, stew, fruit, cheese. Of course, if he wasn't willing to fork cash over for it, he'd have to convince her to buy something.
She really wished they had pizza here. Almost enough to think about convincing someone to start making it.]
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She really wished they had pizza here. Almost enough to think about convincing someone to start making it.]
Cry like the little bitch you are?