“Getting rather chilly, isn’t it?”
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“Getting rather chilly, isn’t it?”
“Can I get you anything? Help you with anything?” Mary asked, a polite and eager smile on her face. She had been taking her maid of honor duties very seriously, wanting to make sure everything ran smoothly for both Lily and James. It was their special day, and she was determined to not let anything ruin it.
“See -- always knew she was gonna fall madly in love with me.”
A recommendation? Are you new to beer?
Well I’m just so offended.
Thirty-five what?
“Not that one! Those are fish meatballs for Sir Winston, Dilly and Snowball - the cookies are in the other bowl.”
“Aren’t those pretty? They’d be great if you’re looking to brighten up your house. We could all use some brightening up, don’t you think?”