Nolan Home for Wayward Refugees, 33 Apocalypse, Friday Evening

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The menu finally planned, the guests on their way -- or already arrived, and dinner already cooking, Ronan felt prepared for dinner.

The smells -- and sounds -- coming out of his kitchen were probably enough to make his guests mouth water, but that was, really, par for the course when it came to Ronan. And no, you weren't allowed into the kitchen to help.

[Up early-ish for SP; open to all the Wayward Refugees, OCD on its way!]

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Re: After Dinner

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"Not even slightly," Parker had to admit. "They have good paramedics there, we've helped a few times with emergencies." She took another sip, and felt a flush of heat in her face. "Mmm. Interesting... but I wouldn't want a real doctor out in the middle of nowhere."