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He watched with glee as she finally tore into the food and seemed to enjoy it.

"Bit different from the usual urban slop, innit?" Colt teased her a little while digging in himself and sighing happily. It was always good to leave the city and enjoy something that was made organic and true. If people died from this, he hadn't heard of it yet, except for on the Corpo-approved channels. He wouldn't be surprised if they broadcasted that on purpose to keep people afraid and eager to chow-down on their nutritional bars and whatnot.

"Yeah, I do." Quietly as Colt looked at her over his fork.

"Family is one of the few steady and stable things in life, isn't it?" Which is why all of this was so off and weird. He had never felt a connection like this before. Not even within the Clan for that matter and his mother had done her level best to pair him off with someone.

"Try some of the orange juice. Its freshly pressed."

He pushed his own glass over to her since she had ordered the coffee.

@Margo Bennett
 
Margo set down her coffee and took the offered orange juice. "Never had anything ganic like this," she admitted before giving the glass an experimental sniff. "Smells kinda like that special edition Nicola did last year. What did they call it again? Sunny Citrus? No, Solar Citrus?" She wrinkled her nose, trying to remember as she swirled the drink around like it was a fine wine. Finally, she took a little sip, then put it back on the table in front of him.

"That's -- that's a lot," she said, clearing her throat. "I wasn't expecting it to be so..." Margo groped for the right word, her eyes lidding, before finally she finished: "Chunky? Is that the right word?"

The corpo heiress settled back into the booth and licked her lips. "Really good," Margo concluded. "I don't like all the stuff floating around in there but the taste? Out of this world."

She picked up her fork and cut off part of her breakfast, offered him a bite. "You want?"

@Colt Sigvardsen
 
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