[it's still a little strange that Linneus finds himself being waited on, and he flicks through the menu like a student at his books, finding the page she is referring to. He shall have to come again, for the teas, but those words have caught his attention, making him leaf through to find the item in the menu with a quizzical tilt of his head]
What is a dessert drink...?
[his country has dessert wines. But dessert drinks...? ]
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What is a dessert drink...?
[his country has dessert wines. But dessert drinks...?
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