Pacing around the kitchen the warlock looked at the foods he had conjured in from around the world. Usually a dinner with say Alexander was rather relaxed, talking over their days and such and while this dinner was minus Alexander the warlock was still expecting company. Raphael being human once more offered the two a unique bonding experience, while having dinner was nothing new this would be one of the few times that the boy would actually get something out of the food there. “The Mediterranean lamb chops, blacken salmon or Scallops?” He muttered to himself as he rubbed his chin before he heard a knock at the apartment door. Waving a hand in the door direction it unlocks and opens, “Come in, come in don’t be bashful.” He calls out still studying the meals, at least with his guest here he can figure out which is most appropriate.
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