IC contact for wethelost

[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

[Feel free to use this space for letter/package deliveries as well as visits/knocks on the front door!]

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[telecosmetic]

[True to her promise, on the night of Christmas Eve Eliza slips a drawing into Alfie's mailbox as well. It's a perspective view of him holding up a frame made of twigs tilted slightly to the side, as if about to place it over something. He's got his tongue sticking out as if trying to figure out the best angle as well. Eliza has signed it and added a "Merry Christmas!" note.]

[devoutish]

[This is very cute, and he'll be sticking it on his fridge. And true to his own promise, if she comes back over, he'll have a surprise for her, too. If she doesn't, he'll send a little reminder note.]

[telecosmetic]

[It does take her a while to respond, mainly because drawing and passing out all those pictures in one day/night was kind of exhausting for her. But the day after Christmas, she comes knocking on his door with a smile on her face.]

[devoutish]

Yeah?

[He opens the door, and when he sees who it is, he'll step back to usher her in.]

No sense in waiting out in the cold, come on.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza smiles as she skips inside, looking around the house.] Hi! How did Emily and Royce like their drawings?

[devoutish]

[It's a simple place - old-fashioned but homey, and small and cozy for three people without being cramped. Alfie moves to the kitchen, where he pulls something out of the breadbox to warm on the stove.]

Oh, they loved them; yeah. They were gorgeous.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza's smiling as she looks around the place, although she sniffs the air and brightens up when she notices the bread being taken out.] Ooh, that smells good!

[devoutish]

It's called rugelach. We make it at home.

[He turns on the oven, then sets the covered pastry loaf on top, letting it warm.]

Did you have a good Christmas?

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods.] Yeah, it was pretty great! My wish for the children's section of the library came in too, and I had fun at John's Christmas party! Plus I ate a bunch of Christmas snacks. [She's lucky to still have a teenage metabolism, really.]

[devoutish]

And now you've got more. A king's feast.

[He gestures to the rugelach.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza takes a breath and inhales the scent of bread.] Yes...this tribute pleases Her Majesty! [She points regally into the air, holding that pose for a moment, then just starts chuckling.]