(Lucretia is immediately itchy to rifle through her bag for her journal and start taking notes, but manages to refrain. Sometimes, stories are just told, and they don't need to be immediately recorded.
And Angela's story is easily fascinating to her. Though, at the end of it she has a similar, startled expression on her face as poor waitress behind them.
Lucretia accepts her mug and brings it to her mouth, pausing with the rim at her lips.)
no subject
And Angela's story is easily fascinating to her. Though, at the end of it she has a similar, startled expression on her face as poor waitress behind them.
Lucretia accepts her mug and brings it to her mouth, pausing with the rim at her lips.)
I... I see. Um, what then?