"If you're hungry, we can eat. I don't really have a preference." Pippa shrugged a shoulder as she locked the door and then as an afterthought, dug a pen and slip of paper out of her purse, scribbled a note and stuck it between the door and the threshold. "Just in case Ro pops in between now and when we get back, I don't want him to fall for Mr. Beakers antics and feed him again. Greedy little puppy."
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Date: 2008-10-11 02:40 am (UTC)