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[color=af4052][i][b]Location[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] The Patch [food tent].
[color=af4052][i][b]Interactions[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Kelly McDaniel [@Bartimaeus], Scott Wheeler [@Blizz], Zhalia Ramshorn [@Benzaiten].
[color=af4052][i][b]School of Magic[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Conjuration & Enchantment.
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	"[color=af4052]Not a huge fan of pie—Oh.. my.. Christ.[/color]" Hanna snapped out of her musings with that expression on her face where something is so outrageous that one begins to chuckle instead. "[color=af4052]Kelly..[/color]" Hanna began, using the gal's proper name to indicate the absolute seriousness of the situation. "[color=af4052]How can someone [i]not[/i] like pie? Not to mention [i]apple[/i] pie. It's, like, [i]the[/i] pie of all pies. It was in that movie, you know, [i]American Pie[/i]. That's the most American movie there is, basically a holy relic at this point. I'm quite shocked and totally mentally unprepared for this. But, you are just too pretty and too smart to be upset at so this has to slide.[/color]" Hanna babbled away, likely talking to herself at the end of the first sentence. It was all in good fun, though. She was not actually [i]shocked[/i], just expressing her own love for her own things like the recovering narcissist that she was.

	The sudden appearance of Scott Wheeler spared Kelly from any sort of retort or pressure to explain herself, although she did not have to. Hanna certainly wanted people to taste her food, but if their taste buds were not in the stars that day and time, then it was simply not meant to be. "[color=af4052]Right?![/color]" Hanna exclaimed with excitement at Stormy's profound opening comment. "[color=af4052]Did you hear Kelly just now? She doesn't like pie. Can you believe it? It's outrageous.[/color]" Hanna said with chipper tones, keeping a warm smile across her lips throughout the whole thing. It was for the most part to elevate the atmosphere and enjoy the event, but also to make sure that nothing was taken in bad faith. "[color=af4052]Oh, here we go. Yeah, take hers if you want, or another plate. I've got plenty here.[/color]" Hanna commented on Kelly's hand-off of the plate to Scott. She met the gal's glimpse and returned a modest nod that it was totally alright. "[color=af4052]Try something else, Dani. I mean, it's all out here now. We shouldn't let it go to waste.[/color]" Hanna continued and cast her eyes around all the delicious and gorgeous food presented at the tables.

	[color=703b44][i]Maybe I should call mom.[/i][/color] Hanna's mind wandered. She had not seen her parents in a good while. As she came to think of it, there had been no more than two visits back home since arriving and settling in Shipden Peak. Perhaps it was time for another visit. Sure, Hanna spoke with her parents on the phone several times a week, but being there and seeing them in person was naturally different and much more fulfilling. Lina had been a bit of a parental figure, of course, but it was certainly difficult for anyone to match the real thing. Hanna had a lingering worry that Lina would be the only thing she would have left soon. Divination was not Hanna's forte, but something had recently indicated that her parents would meet their end prematurely. It was something that bred fear within her heart but also the courage to stand against anything that would attempt to force this premonition to be true.

	Hanna's musings were interrupted by a person excusing themselves and reaching for some bread. The person in question was Zhalia Ramshorn. She was the very new girl on the block. Hanna used to live for gossip and, frankly, talking shit about people that did not belong. Fortunately, her rounds in different witch gatherings and covens had made her a bit more accepting of differences and quirks. However, in this particular case, Hanna could not help herself due to the fact that EVERYONE ELSE was blabbering all day long about this Zhalia chick. It was like being a recovering alcoholic forced to work at the liquor store. "[color=af4052]Hey, do you guys know anything about her? The chick that reached for the bread just now. I heard that she was in some cult that eats people or something. It's almost impossible to get a read on her and everyone just keeps coming up with new stories every day.[/color]" Hanna spoke with a mellow, slightly lowered volume so as not to make herself heard by surrounding attendees.
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