Michael: Doesn't sound plesant... you sure you'll be fine?
*Dray walks back in with tray of tea and biscuits*
Dray: Oh, hi you two- what happened, Iz?
Michael: She sprained her ankle. That Zaddik's herbal tea?
Dray: Yeah, I think we'll all need some. Help yourselves.
*takes cup for herself, and another for Michael*
*Dray walks back in with tray of tea and biscuits*
Dray: Oh, hi you two- what happened, Iz?
Michael: She sprained her ankle. That Zaddik's herbal tea?
Dray: Yeah, I think we'll all need some. Help yourselves.
*takes cup for herself, and another for Michael*
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