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*Wipes her mouth with her napkin and swallows her food.* Why, William. I thought you'd get tied up working tonight. What a pleasant surprise. *She stands up and puts her napkin on the table.* Let me fix you a plate.
No, you have a seat, M'dear. I can fix my own plate. *he grins at her as he reaches for his plate and heads into the kitchen. He piles on some corned beef and the fixings, then spoons some of the parsley potatoes onto his plate. He heads back into the dining room and has a seat.*
Mmmm, this smells wonderful! *takes a forkful of the corned beef and takes a bite.*