[ ah, how far they've come, from strange and sad beginnings to strange and happy (?) munchings. Eggsy busies himself gathering pots and pans and food, chatting all the while. ]
So! I've gotta ask — [ he glances her way, brows arched, but otherwise casual. ] — how'd you find my place?
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So! I've gotta ask — [ he glances her way, brows arched, but otherwise casual. ] — how'd you find my place?