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[color=a52a2a]Kali Nordstrom[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Twin Seasons
Skills: N/A[/i][/center]
[hr][hr] Kali approached the dining room tables, napkin-wrapped silverware in hand. Before each seat, she left one set on the table for their guests to use later. [color=a52a2a]"Issac still isn't here?"[/color] Kali asked, rounding the edge of a center table. [color=a52a2a]"It isn't like him to be late. I wonder what's keeping him."[/color]

Once each seat had a set of neatly arranged silverware, Kali moved onto the condiments. Ketchup, pepper and salt—there was even parmesan and red pepper flakes. Most containers had been full to where neither Kali or Jeff had to worry about refilling them, but there were still a few that needed to be refilled from yesterday's rush. [color=a52a2a]"Y'know, Jeff, I don't know how you can watch that stuff. Hitting a ball with a stick like they're a bunch of cavemen. Never understood why people get so excited over it."[/color] She spoke, attempting to pass some time with idle chit-chat about the ongoing game on the breakroom TV as she continued to set the tables.