Remieverse. The Red Rose Cafe and environs. Another hop back into time.

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Joy stretched luxuriously, then adjusted her pale grey shorts, smoothing the front panel that made them look like a mini skirt.

"Are ye comin', me love?" she called, stepping through the bedroom door. Then she froze as she wound up on the night-time street of a human city instead of in the hallway of the castle on the way to breakfast. "Aii! Kurti?"

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Schalk blinked and gave him a 'haha' look. "I saw that movie."

"Ain't a movie." Joy got to her feet to go look in the kitchen and offer Remie a hand.

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"Almos' done," the Cajun woman said, smiling as she put the finishing touches on several large plates of her husband's favorite foods, and a couple smaller plates of Cajun pancakes for her and Kurt.

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"D'ye need any help?" the winged woman offered softly.

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"Ah, non, but you can grab de cider," she smiled, nodding to the cooling pail with the sparkling cider and glasses by it.

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Joy got them, looking at what she could see of the label on the bottle with interest.

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"It's good for mornin', n' for mama's," she smiled. "Taste good too."

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"Ist sveet or dry?" Her ears twitched in a smile. "Vhen are ye due?"

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"Both. N' I'm almos' two months in," she smiled. "What 'bout you? You n' Kurt planning on kids?"