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[serving_love]

...Some shitty drunk old man in one of the bars here was going off about an ocean where fish from all over the world swim together in the same waters. A cook's paradise. No one seemed to give a damn what he was talking about, or maybe they just didn't believe him... But.

Finally.

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[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

You'll just have to get up early in the morning.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

And find him, fuck knows where he stumbles off to after the bars close.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

I'd offer to help, but I don't know what he smells like aside from cheap booze.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...That pretty much describes him in a nutshell. Eh, no worries, I'll track him down.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Good luck.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

What have you been up to?

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Oh, the usual. Also attempting to teach Cinquetta not to eat Hattori's feathers.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Ahah, and how's that going?

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

...Poorly.