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Heppy Thoorsdey iferyune-a! Des Schneetzel seems tu hefe-a cooght a culd...I vuoold meke-a her cheeckee nuudle-a suoop boot I fuoond thet tu be-a a leettle-a gruss.

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Cheeckee Nuudle-a Suoop (seence-a yuoo ere-a hoomuns I cun geefe-a thees tu yuoo)

-Purk Chups

-Epplesooce-a

-Sveet Putetu Freees

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia tilts her head, then nods with a smile. "I guess it is." She frowns suddenly. "If you're saying that life is poor,"

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm saying that life can be gray and gritty in places, but its the sounds and music and colors..." He took a sip of his Pepsi. "Never mind, I guess."

[nadiathesaint]

"No, I misunderstood." Nadia found a shiny change of subject. "Have you been to the music store in town, yet?"

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

"Not yet," he admitted. "You?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Oh yes. I work there, on Sundays. You should go; I don't think there's any music that Lucas, the owner, doesn't know about."

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

He grinned, "I'll have to stop by to see you sometime."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blushed slightly. "That would be very nice."

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

He glanced down at his watch, and swore softly. "Damn. I have class in five minutes. I'll see you tomorrow, maybe?"

[[OOC: Sorry, but I have to leave...]]

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiles. "Okay. I have some things to do, too."

[ooc: s'all good]