User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-27550231-20161118055722/@comment-28358106-20161127045813

Everyone watches Jorge stuff himself, and a slightly awkward pall falls over the room. Heloise speaks, an uncomfortable smile on her face.

"I'm...glad you approve.  Surely you have someone who can...err...cook for you in your..."

Somehow, despite her size, Emelia has sidled up to Jorge and is pressing her body against him, like a dog.

"HaT,"  She says.

"Oh, no...Emelia, not now..." Cyndwella facepalms.