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Mali looked at the glass offered to her. For most people it would probably seem like far too much for any one person to handle, but given the amount of water she normally consumed on a daily basis, the heat of the day and the lack of hydration she'd been afforded so far, it was a tall glass of sweet relief. 

[color=D5FF00]"Thank you so much."[/color] She took the jar and drained a quarter of it immediately, not really caring what either of the siblings would think about it. She set down the jar and took a seat at the table, surveying the food before her: fried chicken, a mass of green stuff, some fried red things, cornbread and fried ball things. That's a solid 2/5. 40%. Good thing she wasn't being tested on what any of these were. Might as well just take a bit of everything and see how it all plays out. Talking about Danica could wait until after dinner.

[color=D5FF00]"Either of you mind if I take a leg?"[/color] It was the best part of the bird, but there were only two (OOC: I'm assuming Zoie didn't fry up two whole chickens here) and there were three people here. Best be careful so as not to accidentally initiate a big squabble over a piece of chicken.