Breakfast at Milliways

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Richard steps behind the bar and ties on his apron.

"What'll it be?"

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"I'll be remembering you, lad," Blais laughed, and with a wave, he started out toward the back door. Outdoors, even if a touch cold. Cheysuli just tended to chafe at walls. Tanni nudged the door closed behind them. Polite wolf, at least.