<font color=gold> She was leaned over the railing of the porch, Corona in hand as his truck pulled up. Her sharp eyes took in the arrival, evaluating, counting, asessing the situation - it was still early in the day but she was getting halfway loaded off of coolers and beers that she rummaged from the bottom drawer of the fridge in the communal kitchen. She narrowed her eyes a little bit, a playful smirk falling over her features as she watched him ingress.</font color> -- RD Present: Caf� Brio

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