"Sure they do, reverend," Kate fires back, eying him over the lip of her teacup.
After the 'torte' had been eaten and their bill paid, the reverend and his wife took their leave of the fine establishment, promising to return for breakfast the next day. After their conversation with Viktoria, there was a lot more to look into and discuss -- but that would have to wait until they were behind closed doors, someplace a lot more private.
As Ben opens the front door for her, Kate steps through and finds that her feet land, not on a hollow boardwalk, but on the clean hardwood floors of a bar. A bar at the end of the universe, to be exact.
"Ben, I'll be right back," she murmurs, seemingly disappearing into thin air.
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After the 'torte' had been eaten and their bill paid, the reverend and his wife took their leave of the fine establishment, promising to return for breakfast the next day. After their conversation with Viktoria, there was a lot more to look into and discuss -- but that would have to wait until they were behind closed doors, someplace a lot more private.
As Ben opens the front door for her, Kate steps through and finds that her feet land, not on a hollow boardwalk, but on the clean hardwood floors of a bar. A bar at the end of the universe, to be exact.
"Ben, I'll be right back," she murmurs, seemingly disappearing into thin air.