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 Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:21 pm
*Synge cringes as the pan is dropped, adding to her jumpiness. Her voice is a bit broken and stressed. When she sees Ben blush, she touches her own face wondering if she looks the same as him.*
Oh...ah, sorry. Didn't think anyone was here. Um, just came for some water. A sandwhich though, that sounds good.
*She nods and then goes around him to get a glass and fills it up with water. After a quite sigh she gets out of his way and sits and the bar, feeling quite strange.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:26 pm
Ben chuckles nervously and then drops 4 slices of bread into the slightly warm oil and goes to gather some cheese. He places one slice of cheese on all 4 slices of bread and then turns the heat up a little.
By the way...uh...sorry about earlier...I hope I didn't startle you...
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:28 pm
*Synge sits at the bar nervously, wondering what to talk about. Luckily Ben brings something up.*
Ah, right. You didn't startle me, the arrows did at first. So...how did you get back here?
*Her voice let on that she might already know that answer to her question, but she wanted to hear what he would tell her.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:32 pm
Ben jostles the bread a little and then turns over to you. He laughs nervously.
Well...that is...er...I just walked it. After my friend can to help.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:34 pm
*Synge almost laughed at Ben's terrible lie. Instead she made more of a scoffing sound. Her voice showed her suspicions.*
Really? That's interesting. I don't remember seeing you walk by. Sorry to say, but I stayed behind to make sure you would be alright. You don't look the type to defend yourself all alone, and I wasn't sure if your friend was a friend at all.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:40 pm
Ben's face dropped, he was afraid he'd been caught this time.
Really...err...I was not sure where you were...I...did you happen to see me?
He shifts on his feet and looks over at the food.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:44 pm
*Synge simply shrugged in response to Ben's question. She wasn't going to force it out of him, but she wanted him to tell her the truth himself. After a moment of silence she looked over to the kitchen where he was.*
What are you making exactly? I said I wanted one, but I don't really know what you're making.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:50 pm
Ben felt another internal sigh of relief. He wanted to talk about his life in some ways but in others he feared it. He flipped the pieces of bread together as the cheese melts and the bread is now a golden color.
Grilled cheese. One of the few meals I can cook.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:53 pm
*Synge was a bit surprised that Ben had ignored her obvious hinting that she had indeed seen what really happened to him after the strange man appeared. She secretly rolled her eyes, wondering how much it would take him to tell the truth. Waiting impatiently at the bar she began to tap her fingers on the surface.*
Ah, sounds strange. How long does it take to cook? Is there something else you make then, other than eggs and strange sandwiches?
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 10:00 pm
Ben's brow furrowed slightly at the obvious strange way that this conversation was going but his face was turned away so she wouldn't see it. He pressed the sandwiches against the pan and then slides them on to a separate plate each and brings one over to you. The sandwich was simply melted cheese between two buttered slices of toast.
Not very long, see? Hmm...can I can cook anything else? Well...I can make hamburgers and roasted chicken plus the morning stuff but that is it. Why?
He took a spot at the table and started eating.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 10:05 pm
*Synge examined the sandwich to see that it looked pretty tasty. She cautiously picked it up and took a bite. Nodding she took another bite.*
Not bad, thanks for the second meal. I was just curious, that's all. You seem to question simply things.
*She stopped there, not sure where she was going with that statement, and feeling a little embarrassed as to what reason he could have thought she was asking about his cooking skills for.*
You are a pretty good host. Even with those secrets.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 10:08 pm
He shakes his head perplexed.
Well...Umm..thanks I guess...but what do you mean...?
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 10:10 pm
*Synge continued to eat, trying to seem as casual as possible. It was hard though, her mind was turning and her heart was racing with wonder.*
What do you mean what do I mean? About what exactly?
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 10:15 pm
Ben takes another bite out of his sandwich and then heaves a sigh. It was obvious that this was getting him nowhere.
Okay Synge...what did you see? Obviously you want some information from me...
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 10:19 pm
*Synge finishes off her sandwich just as Ben sighs. She looks to him with something that might be concern, but when he speaks her face hardens a bit. She felt insulted.*
It doesn't really matter what I saw. I just thought you might tell me the truth instead of lying to me. If you aren't going to tell me then fine.
*She turned away from him, and thought of just getting up and leaving but her body wouldn't move. It didn't seem fair.*
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