Margolotta turns, resigned to the vagarities of the Igors. Despite their little oddities, no Uberwaldian worth mentioning would dream of being without one.
"Ah, Igor," she says briskly. "Ve have an extra guest. Tell me, do you drink... vine, my unnamed visitor?"
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Date: 2010-02-15 10:53 pm (UTC)From:"Ah, Igor," she says briskly. "Ve have an extra guest. Tell me, do you drink... vine, my unnamed visitor?"