What about tea? [He huffs a dry laugh.] Do I look like a magical closet?
[He looks the part of a mage in his robes, but since he can't even claim that at the moment the tried and true joke of "I'm a mage, not a miracle worker" no longer applies.
What finally gets him straightening up in his seat with a squint isn't the question, but the mention of his cat's Summerween costume. Had they crossed paths during that event? Anders looks closer, but he doesn't recognize the other man's face--and surely he'd remember a guy swan diving into tea rooms.]
Did you see my cat during the trick or treating? Sorry, I don't recall us meeting. But better late than never.
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[He looks the part of a mage in his robes, but since he can't even claim that at the moment the tried and true joke of "I'm a mage, not a miracle worker" no longer applies.
What finally gets him straightening up in his seat with a squint isn't the question, but the mention of his cat's Summerween costume. Had they crossed paths during that event? Anders looks closer, but he doesn't recognize the other man's face--and surely he'd remember a guy swan diving into tea rooms.]
Did you see my cat during the trick or treating? Sorry, I don't recall us meeting. But better late than never.