[Monts has wandered off in order to take care of some customers who need a refill or have left the Grind, so some table cleaning will keep her busy (and allow Iona to suffer with the Frenchman)
Iona blinks at Claude's offer. She stands up straight and there's a look of bewilderment that settles across her features, her thick brows furrowing together as if troubled.]
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Iona blinks at Claude's offer. She stands up straight and there's a look of bewilderment that settles across her features, her thick brows furrowing together as if troubled.]
... Hm. HMMMMMMM.
[One can see the gears grinding in her head.]
... Interesting point you brought up....