"Oh but you don't come here to listen to me go on and on about my conspiracies...." It's stated matter of factly as KB looks up from his notebook- he'd been rambling again, about his theories about what's happening in town, he doesn't mean to do it, he knows it bothers people- but there's a comfort with Sara- she's always been terribly kind to him, and it's as he reaches out to take the food she's brought by that he recognizes he's not even bothered to say hello- just launched off into one of his ramblings. "My apologies, Miss Sara, Thank you for bringing this by- How have you been? Haven't seen you in person for a minute," Because he hasn't left the radio station since the hoedown, he'd at least make a nervous trip to The Daily Grind beforehand- now, he was a lock in. "Always good to see your lovely face to match your voice." He pats her hand fondly, adjusting his glasses on his nose. "You showed up just in time, I'm in my uh... 'uninterrupted music hour' and all that so I could use the company."
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