>>The Peter Pan peanut butter and marshmallow creme sandwiches had enough
>>toxins and chemicals to counterbalance Sourcerer's biochemistry, and he
>>seems to revive while she talks to him. But "you owe me a walk in the
>>twilight, dear -- I won't forget. And don't go tracking any more blood
>>into the house!" With that, Poly leaves him alone with his thoughts,
>>desk balanced on his lap, swinging on the glider on the porch.
Walking back into the kitchen, she's suprised to see Lisa sitting at the
table by the window, and the room is filled with a wonderful spicy
smell... Exotic, but it has peanut butter in it so it must be good!
>Lisa greets Poly with silent applause, and raises an inquistive
>eyebrow "How about a nice cup of tea and a bit of blackberry pie?
>You've certainly earned it."
"Why, thank you, grrrl. I do believe a cup of tea is *just* what I
need." And Poly sits down at the kitchen table, grateful for a respite.
"That sauce sounds *really* tasty. Is it Tai? What are the "incendiary"
ingredients? I was raised on chilis..."
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