[Tony had showered and gotten dressed. He looked a while lot better than the last time Era saw him. No longer in red military gear, he was in loafers, jeans, and a comfortable, blue sweater. He had a kitchen towel over one shoulder and had almost finished putting the mini-pies/ tarts in the oven.]
Glads? Are you available to get the- never mind..
[He straightened up and went over to get the door himself. He gave her a smile and backed up, gesturing for her to enter.]
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Glads? Are you available to get the- never mind..
[He straightened up and went over to get the door himself. He gave her a smile and backed up, gesturing for her to enter.]
I expected you to be more punctual than this.