Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20151101060736/@comment-11163511-20151104044439

"Ah, don't fret, malady. We all forget things every now and then. I mean, I almost came here without my regular shave which I should have dealt with earlier this morning, heh." Sam smiled back, rubbing his chin a bit, his face flushed red seeing how awkward that was for him to say. "Would have expected others to show up, from outside the circle of folks I know. But it doesn't really matter now does it? I'm still fine with just us friends gathered, after all. Gives us more privacy for a decent get together, no?" He held his hands together.

"By the way, since you mentioned a lack of tea, I'm wondering if there is a kettle round' here? I happened to bring my own roast, nothing of the exotic kind, just humble old lavender. Father's own favorite." He dug his hand into a pocket in his coat to take out a few homemade packets of lavender tea. "He always sends them over, might as well treat you to a bit of home, mine that is."

((What's an old man to do in his retirement? Do gardening.))