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All your coffee are belong to Gabe!

Location: The Cravat
Time: N/A. (Though for all intents and purposes it is morning.)


This morning, as with many mornings, Gabe's first thought was one word. This one word was 'coffee.' He carefully extricated himself from his and Jeannot's bed, making sure not to wake his love as he did. He left the room quietly and went down the stairs, looking for any new room, hopefully one containing a coffee-maker and some grounds. As luck ((or possibly the BC's inherent MKCSR powers)) would have it, the first room he decided to explore was the kitchen, the coffee-maker on the counter like a gift from G-d. He only had to look through two cupboards before finding the coffee grounds and cups, and he set about making it, humming Chelsea Hotel #2 very loudly to himself. Once done, he sat upon the counter, impatiently watching it percolate.

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mouette_mots
Jan. 28th, 2007 06:26 am (UTC)
"It is from the future," Jeannot murmured to Holmes, awed. He peered underneath the toaster, expecting to find a small fire there. Not seeing the source of the heat, he looked up at Gabe, raising his eyebrows in puzzlement. "Is the fire somehow inside?" he guessed, bewildered.
kissingmyelbow
Jan. 28th, 2007 06:32 am (UTC)
((Aww. "It is from the future." For some reason this line is the cutest thing ever.))

"Not fire, no," Gabe said. "It's heated electrically." He tilted the toaster towards them so that they could see the inside, the orange-red heating mechanism and the slices of bread themselves. "And I'm too tired to explain electricity," he added. "Ask Holmes."

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