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Boy Valentine's Day was sure an adventure, wasn't it? Gosh, it's a good thing all that's over with.

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I DID THAT ONCE

also i'm the queen

DO YOU HAVE ANY TEA IN THERE

[You offer a smile, which actually isn't skeptical. Queens can appear wherever they want. They're queens.]

I have quite a few varieties. Do you want one for taste, or for health?

BUGGER HEALTH TEA THAT'S WHAT LEECHES ARE FOR

This guy, seriously. Look at that fancy hair though, you'd knight that in a split half-jiffy if it had its own boat. Rrrowr.

I FELL OFF A TOWER HOW DID YOU GET HERE

[Right, so that's a no to the tea for business, and a yes for tea for pleasure. Best never to mix the two; it makes the steeping times a nightmare. Out of one of the medicine cabinet's drawers, you retrieve a cup, which seems to be missing its handle and saucer! The horror.]

I was making my way between villages, and thought that I'd take a nearby pass to get to my next job. But -- it's strange, I can't seem to remember what that job is. It might even be in this cave. Or in your tower. You don't remember hiring anyone recently, do you?

I HAVE A NAVY, says the queen, thoughtfully. I THINK.

She settles down to stay a bit and uses her inside voice.

IT WAS PROBABLY ABOUT THE ARMADA OR SOMETHING. I'M SURE YOU DID A GOOD JOB.

[First the cup goes to the side, cushioned on a small cloth you use to keep it from chipping. Next, you start checking one drawer after another until you make a pleased, ah under your breath, and pull out two tins. When you pop the lids, the smell of spice and leaves begins to seep forth: one's a smokey Lapsang black, the other's a gunpowder green.]

[To your guest, you politely offer both tins for inspection, one in each palm.]

I really hope so! Armadas aren't typically things I come across very often.

[Armadas are a type of boat, right? Some... thing... like that. Close enough.]

Do you know much about this place?

FUCK-ALL she admits.

She leans forward to sniff the tins and nearly clocks her gracious host with her mighty supportasse.

THE BLACK ONE. THE OTHER ONE LOOKS LIKE HEDGE TRIMMINGS.

I THINK IT'S A DREAM OR SOMETHING. THERE USUALLY AREN'T THIS MANY DWARVES WHERE I'M FROM.

*tiny tiny voice*

SO DO YOU COME HERE OFTEN

[For a single, paralyzing moment, you have a legitimate fear of losing your other eye as the queen's ruff support swoops towards you -- but thankfully, it stops short in time.]

[Black it is, then. You nod, and start preparations for heating the water, off to the side where the smoke won't bother your guest.]

A dream? That... would make a lot of sense, actually. Though I'd have to wonder -- would that mean I'm visiting you, or am I actually made from your imagination?

[At the question, you offer a thoughtful smile.] To your dream, or to mysterious caverns?

YOU'RE PROBABLY NOT A DREAM, she says. IF I DREAMED YOU YOU'D HAVE BIGGER PANTS.

Small pants = real. Now you know!

THOSE ARE NICE THOUGH, she admits. SO WHATEVER.

[Are your pants out of the ordinary again? Come to think of it, trousers are probably the best proof for existence you've heard yet.]

Thank you. I'm surprised they've held up this long without a tailor. You have... quite an impressive dress. I don't think I've seen one like it before. Is it difficult to wear?

[Or, possibly, lethal. But it might be cozy! That's the important part.]

[Absently, you check the water, deem it worthwhile in temperature, and add the leaves. Now to let it steep.]

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