"Sure, yeah," Benjamin quickly got his phone and handed it to Duncan. The contact list seemed to grow every day, but he didn't mind. And it was easier if he could contact Duncan directly. "I promise I won't steal him from you," he said to Harriet. "As long as his nightly text messages are still sent to you instead of me you have nothing to worry about." 

He had to admit he was curious to see what the Crunch Specials would be. While he didn't mind to try something new, he had been in the mood for a simple soup. When looking around the café he noticed the waiter had already collected their drinks on a tray. He wanted to see those BloodRed Smoothies too, probably a smoothy made of red fruits, but in a place like this one could never know. A Bloody Mary could very well substitute the tomato juice with real blood for their blood-drinking clientele. 

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"We don't know unless we try," Ethan said. "And the others can't complain, boss agreed so they just have to accept it. I'll make sure to let them know, so they can complain if they don't like it and then be told that they have to shut up and listen." He showed the second sandwich. "Brought two in case you were really hungry," he mentioned.