Sunday, November 23rd, 2:00pm
Amber (and Geeves)
Amber sits at the window. Geeves takes the seat beside her.
Geeves: Good afternoon.
Geeves: (taking a sandwich out of his bag, he lifts the top piece of bread) Oh no, not again. (to Amber) Excuse me.
Geeves: Have you any grey poupon?
Amber: Any what now?
Geeves: (lifts corner of lip in disgust) Ugh.
Next stop: Monday, November 24th, 6:00pm