Bringing a friend to the cantina. ((locked to victormakesart))

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((note to self: concurrent with this, this, and this thread in the_other_rock))

There was a swish and a slight flash, and then Albus was standing near the bar with Fawkes on his shoulder and a young woman at his side. He blinked as always at the sudden change in scenery, then looked around with a smile to see if he could see anyone that he recognized before turning to Victor. "How do you feel, my dear?"

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She smiled, then picked up the baby gently, carefully, looking to Cassie. What shall she do with the little darling?

At the subject of saying Grace, Victor looked up again. Partially, it was because 'Grace' was the name of her last choir director. Secondly was because it wasn't a ritual that she tended to take part in. She was raised Catholic, and her parents never said Grace. She knew how, in theory, but it was quite the interesting subject. Then she glanced at the roast. Dude it was a dinosaur.

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She held out her arms with a smile of mother love, then noticed her guest's expression and said, "You don't need to bow your head or anything. It's just something we do."

Well, a pretty huge chunk of one, at any rate.

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She handed her the baby very carefully, then smiled. "Oh, no. It'd be cool. Been a while..."

She still couldn't get over the dude factor of that.

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Cassie smiled back as she took her seat and pulled the baby blanket she'd had on her shoulder down over Nathan so that she could nurse him. "Okay. You can put Lonnie on the couch."

"Yabba dabba doo," muttered Mary absently as she reached out a finger to poke the roast, an intent expression on her face.

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Victor looked away from the two (because it's impolite to look at such things) and stepped to the couch, gently extracting herself from the Lonnie-blanket (fold him, lay him flat?) and spreading him soft-careful over the couch.

Another snicker, and she stood behind a chair. She would glance at someone to ask if she had permission to be seated, but she didn't think it right to ask permission of someone five years younger than her, and she couldn't look at Cassie because she was doing the baby-feeding thing. So she just assumed that she had permission, and pulled the chair a bit, then sat. Awkward grin.

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Cassie smiled at her reassuringly and adjusted the blanket to be sure she was politely covered, then nodded as Mary sat up and bowed her head. "Everybody ready?"

"Yup." Mary closed her eyes and contained a smirk.

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"Mmhmm." She was very certain to not-look anyway. She was a shy, nervous girl, really.

Her eyes rested on her hands, against the tablecloth.

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Cassie's prayer was more like talking to someone that she knew rather than a set of words to be repeated. She thanked Him for the food and for her family, and for Mmlon's sleeping, and then thanked Him for her guest too and asked that He watch over her and help her with what was going on in her life.

That done, she looked up and smiled at Victor, even though she could tell that feeding Nathan was causing her some discomfort. "Would you like to cut the roast, Victor?"

"Slice the table ONCE, 'n I get..." muttered Mary.

Cassie chuckled and kicked her gently under the table.

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That surprised her. She tilted her head as she listened. Smiled softly to herself. It was nice.

"S-sure. Never done that 'fore, though. I mean, never cut into somethin' this big." Blush-flush-nervousgirl. She took a knife and fork. "How does this...?"

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"Like bread," offered Mary. "Just, like, keep your fingers away from the blade."

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She nodded, cut carefully (also clumsily because it was different cutting meat). The slices were a bit uneven.

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"You're doing fine." Cassie smiled and nodded for Mary to hold out her plate. "Thanks."

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She very meticulously plopped some dinosaur onto the plate. Not poorly mannered, though.

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"Thanks!" Mary gave her a cheeky grin and put salad on Cassie's plate, since Cassie only had one hand to use.

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She smiled at her, cut a very small piece for herself.

"Anythin' else, y'all?"

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"No. Thanks." Cassie offered her the lemonade as Mary attacked her roast like a starving wolf... only with cutlery.

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"Thank y' very much."

She drank just slow enough to be polite. Because she was really very thirsty.

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Cassie watched her with concern. "You want some water?"

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"Please." She stood. "Where is it?"

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"In the tap." She pointed to the kitchen sink. "Don't worry, it's good. Just watch out, because it's also cold."

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"Thanks." She turned on the faucet, placed her glass underneath it.

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The water was cold. Mountain spring cold. It caused the glass to fog up slightly as it filled.

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She shivered slightly, grinned. Then she turned off the water and drank it down (quickly-quickly) before refilling it and heading back to the table.

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Mary stared at her. "Dude... didn't that give you a brain freeze?"

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She wrinkled her nose. "A bit. Needed th' rehydration more, though."