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[b][u]Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Kitchen[/u][/b]

What was that you were supposed to feed people suffering from a hangover?

“Ah,” Lute snapped his fingers and returned to the inner kitchen, sidestepping past the busy chef and then nabbing a cluster of bananas from the glass fruit bowl. He returned to the dining table and broke off a couple, then placed the remainder of the fruit in front of Dylan and Aria. “Here. I read that eating bananas combats hangovers,” The virtuoso lowered his voice before smiling at the two pained Guilders. Later he’d brew ginger tea as a follow-up since he heard that was effective too.

He headed over to the living room and gave the rest of the bananas to Amy and Lucien, repeated the same spiel, then returned to the kitchen where he watched Aria and Dylan’s motionless forms stir every once in a while. Lute didn’t like drinking alcohol and their anguish- [i]‘Overly dramatic phrasing there, my dear’[/i]- was making him doubt whether he should do so in the future. Oh well. Someone has to stay here and watch in case either of the two puked.

“So, uh… If any of you feel weird or anything, just tell me okay?” Lute hesitantly called out to the two. They didn’t respond much, so he just sat down beside Dylan and ate his own breakfast too. He wondered where the others were. From the looks of last night, Moira was pretty drunk too so she’d be in need of food. Maybe he should go around later to find the lady…