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[womanofvalue]

Jarvis, if you're reading this, some of that chicken noodle soup would be divine.

Or Howard. Send Ana, send anyone, so long as you send soup.

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[blindninja]

Ah. Um. If it's hot it has to go in and out fast. [Take cooking tips from a blind man. He knows what he's doing.]

Nothing will beat her cooking, at least.

[womanofvalue]

My mother's? Heavens, no. She never cooked either.

The cook did it all for us. As an adult, the automat and then a friend did.

[blindninja]

The automat?

[womanofvalue]

I think you'd call it a diner in your time. It was a place to get food, but a machine might dispose it for you.

[blindninja]

Oh. Well I'm not a machine. Which is probably the problem.

[womanofvalue]

They really only ever managed sandwiches and coffee. Sometimes pie.

I'm sure you'll perform much better.

[blindninja]

Ahaha. Don't hold your breath. At least they can tell all these bottles apart.

[womanofvalue]

I'm feverish and hallucinating.

I probably won't even taste the difference, I think you're rather safe.

[blindninja]

It's almost done. I'll be over soon. Sit tight, okay?

[womanofvalue]

I assure you, the only place I'm going is deeper under my covers. This is bloody awful, are you sure I won't infect you?

[blindninja]

You're alright. I'll keep my distance if I have to.

[womanofvalue]

In that case, I look forward to my visit from you.

...what was your name again? I think I forgot.

[blindninja]

Matthew. [He'd tell her not to bother and that it's not important but he's trying to multitask packing the food.]

[womanofvalue]

Matthew, yes.

Good, then I'll see you with some soup, and soon. Hopefully it won't take you very long. I should be able to make it to the door to let you in.