::No, we looked in the catalog from a place called Macy’s and found this Keurig coffee machine. One of the other fem had this Keurig in her household goods and on Mark’s advice we replicated it and the little packets. Of course, yours is better; but this is for when you don’t have the time,::Bron said after kissing her soundly.
Someone knocked on the door. “Concierge, who is at the door?” Zaron spoke aloud to the ever present computer.
“Good dawntine to you, TeZaron. Garlance stands at the door with a tray of coffee and the little furry beauty who is spitting because the door is locked.”
“Unlock door,” Bron said as he rose. He brought a beautiful robe to Syn and a pair of what Syn thought could be sleep pants to Zaron.