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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Blitz [FIRST EDITION]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette January Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

1/10/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ"
Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: Heavy snow

BREAKING! REBUILDING HELP REQUESTED

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

A photo taken of the damage.

ACROSS PUMPKIN HOLLOW - City government is requesting aid with repairs to public buildings and local fixtures after the recent earthquakes on Tuesday, January 8th. While there was minimal damage to Town Hall itself, several important buildings sustained damage, including the Magpie National Bank, the South Train Station and the Clock Tower, which is now stuck with hands at 8pm.

Regarding the cause of the earthquake, local biologist Dr. Elias Coldwood was heard to say “There's never been seismic activity here.” And he’s a scientist, so he would know! But clearly this is no longer the case. Perhaps Pumpkin Hollow has a mysterious tiny civilization underground worshiping a destroyer god, planning to attack through the bowling alley, the moment we create a bowling alley. Perhaps not. More on this story as it unfolds, faithful readers.

In the meantime, volunteers to help with the damage to city buildings are invited to meet with Mayor Hellen Poe for assignments.

ANNUAL AURORA IN NORTHERN SKY

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

An artist's rendition of last year's view.

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Midwinter is upon us! That means it’s the time of year when our skies light up with the technicolor gleam of the arctic north! Those looking northward between the hours of 10pm and 2am should be able to see beautiful curtains of bright green, blue, purple, and pink lighting up the sky above the island. If you plan to go outside to view the lights rather than looking from your window, please make sure you travel in a group and carry a lantern. May it be ever lit!

HOROSCOPES

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

What do the stars say about you today?

Capricorn: Do you feel as if you’ve lost something? If not, it’s wise to double-check. Perhaps it’s not something like a button or a key, but your sense of wonder or your self-confidence. Remember, things tend to be in the last place you look.

Aquarius: Something about the year ending made you feel lighter, like taking off a heavy wool coat. Ride this burst of energy as far as it will take you, because the shiny of a fresh beginning tends to wear off quickly.

Pisces: Don’t worry, I don’t believe what everyone says behind your back. You’re not too sensitive or too naive. They’re just jealous. Really, most of the time when they’re whispering, it’s not even about you.

Aries: You’re the sort of warm individual that babies and animals are drawn to. Unfortunately, this may include hungry wolves and swarms of insects. But don’t let that bring you down! We need that sort of personality around here.

Taurus: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be the best, until you work to stop others from also being the best. That’s called cheating and may lead to you being disqualified from competitions. If you get caught, that is.

Gemini: You know those riddles about the two guards, one who always tells the truth and one who always lies? Well, everyone hates those riddles with a passion. You’ll see for yourself, soon.

Cancer: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Leo: Your incandescent personality often makes you the center of attention. However, that’s not the only thing about you that glows. Moths may flock to you in the dark this week, and so might children afraid to sleep with the lights out.

Virgo: Be careful with your words–they aren’t just the precursors to your deeds, but the manifestation of your will. This is not a week for idioms and metaphors, not for you. Even something like bemoaning a lack of spoons may make eating cereal harder.

Libra: You are, inevitably, the first one heard to say a situation isn’t fair. And it’s not, nor will it ever be. Instead of getting upset, have you ever considered getting revenge? That’s usually more satisfying in the long run.

Scorpio: Ugh, Scorpios. The position of Venus means your usually volatile emotions will be in the doldrums instead. Enjoy this while it lasts I guess. Who knows if you’ll ever experience such peace again, given, well. You’re kind of an emotional mess and no one likes you.

Sagittarius: There will never be another day like today. You must strive to make the day everything you want it to be. No mistakes, now! Consider your choices very carefully. Consider your choice to consider, very carefully.

SUNFIRE'S HEARTH

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A photo of Mayor Poe's cats, Toffee and Butter, enjoying the view.

ASSORTED LOCATIONS - As the coldest part of the year settles over our fair isle, it is time for Sunfire’s Hearth--- an informal celebration of bonfires and hearth flames, for those unfamiliar! For the months of January and February, a raised platform for bonfires will be lit on weekends, and restaurants and taverns across town will keep their fireplaces lit. Unlike many of our other festivities, there is no structured celebration--- simply make some time during this time to bask in the warmth of a fire! You can even celebrate at home.

An additional benefit of this time of year is that Merrymeet is well on its way. So take this time and get snuggly in front of a fire with your special person to get in the mood for romance! (Or they could be platonic snuggles. Whatever suits you best.)

LOCAL ALCHEMIST REPORTS MISSING POTION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Some of Mx. Sallek's usual stock. Could stand to have better labels./p>

LOCATION UNCERTAIN - Early Monday morning, local alchemist Aeryn Sallek reported that a large container of magical potion has been swapped with another, and it would seem that the mistaken jug has been sent out for delivery. According to Mx. Sallek, they sent a number of jugs out for delivery in a case with our local delivery extraordinaire, Sam Porter Bridges. The jugs were meant to contain a harmless, potable freeze-resistance potion for our town’s various water sources, in the interest of keeping water reserves drinkable in sub-freezing winter weather. However, when they returned to the shop, one of these potions remained on their counter while a love potion they’d been working on went missing.

“‘Love potion’ is kind of a misnomer, honestly,” Mx. Sallek is quoted to have said on the matter. “But ‘emotional acuity’ potion doesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Basically what it actually does is enhance existing romantic desire and embolden the user to be emotionally open. But Yorick should already know all this, since he’s the one who ordered it.” [Editing note: don’t forget to cut the last part of that comment before publishing. Cecil, you don’t need to include personal statements directed at reporters from these interviews!]

It’s unclear which area of town this particular potion ended up being injected into the water source, but according to Mx. Sallek, the potion was not particularly intense to begin with. It should be significantly diluted as to be harmless. Still, if you notice any strange symptoms such as butterflies in your stomach, a desire to burst into song, or inexplicable yearning, please file a report with the Safety Board at your earliest convenience.

FOOD SHORTAGES PUT STRAIN ON ISLAND ECONOMY

By Yorick Aberdeen

MARKET DISTRICT - While there are many things to celebrate this time of year, Marrow Isle is not without its adversity. Over these past months, many new members of our community have arrived by ferry after our numbers remained small and stagnant for many years. And the presence of our newfound neighbors has been a boon to all of us. Many artisans have opened useful businesses, medical professionals have expanded our access to healthcare, and a new fishing vessel has taken to the seas. However, despite a few additions, our farming community remains quite modest and planting was not planned with such incredible new growth in mind.

The unfortunate result of this is that food reserves on the island this year are uncharacteristically low. As such, Town Council has made the difficult decision to allow for the temporary inflation of food prices and the rationing of food staples.

“We understand the hardship this will place on the residents of Pumpkin Hollow,” said Mayor Poe in a statement after this decision was made. “But please know that we are all in this together. We hope to be able to offer a better incentive package for those interested in farming in the coming springtime.”

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Further Details...
Aurora

The dead of winter sheds all colors of the trees and flowers across Marrow Isle, but tonight, there are no stark whites and grays and browns.

Tonight, in the sky sprawling with stars above the dreary town, there are lights.

Sprawling trails of violet and green twist and wave through the sky, brightening the earth below and the sea beyond Jack's Marina in magical colors. The return of the borealis is something many Pumpkin Hollowites look forward to, and their reactions are very clear: people scurry down to the shores to watch with wide eyes, many retrieve telescopes, and some even borrow the decks of ships, abandoned for the night at the docks, to watch the sights.

It doesn't take long for this to change, however; the sea nor land are safe from the curse, and it's made quickly apparent that the sky is no exception.

At first, the sight seems like none more than an illusion, perhaps someone blinking and missing a strange shift of the lights. A glimmering outline forms around a cluster of stars, only slightly harder than any of the lines that define the aurora's rays. Several of these shapes form, each array of stars different from the last, some larger, some smaller.

And then, the stars begin to fall.

Seeming to peel off the painted sky, the ebbing colors surrounding the starlight drop, crashing to the world below. Some fall to the streets and beaches, while others fall into the forest, leaving view, or drop into the sea, leaving splashes and waves in their wake that ensure any watching knows full and well that this is not a trick of the light. At first, these shapes are unmoving, glowing masses of aurora-light with stars shining brightly within them. Most townsfolk are uneasy, but this seems to pale in severity to the other disasters, even if they lack any idea of what it could mean for them.

That is, of course, until the masses begin to move.

Each one is as varied as the constellation it stole from the sky: stars form suggestions of skeletal structures, and their "flesh", only consisting of swimming lights and liquid sky that steals any lights around them. Two identical glowing shapes rise to a face finally taking form, and slowly, moving more like gel than animal as it rises to freshly-formed legs, it settles on the closest living thing it can find.

There is no calculation in it, nor what seems to be a glimmer of thought.

It simply lunges with intent to kill.

Horoscopes [CW: Altered emotional states ]

Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:

  • Capricorn: misplaced things, particularly small objects
  • Aquarius: zoomies!
  • Pisces: intense paranoia
  • Aries: Disney princess-like magnetism to local fauna
  • Taurus: insatiable perfectionism
  • Gemini: reversed truth values; lies come out honest, being honest sounds like a lie.
  • Cancer: Pandora-esque curiosity, to the point of personal detriment
  • Leo: radiant glow emanating from your person
  • Virgo: figurative speech is manifested into the world with its literal meaning
  • Libra: a particularly potent desire for revenge
  • Scorpio: numbing of emotions (can be counteracted by love potion, partially)
  • Sagittarius: incapacitating indecision
(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)

Love Potion [CW: Altered Emotional States ]

Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, the “love” potion ended up in the water supply of the Oak & Iron. As promised by Aeryn, it is thoroughly diluted, as its recipients believed it to be a normal freeze-resistance potion to be mixed with their water.

The effects are not particularly intense. However, anyone who drinks any of the tavern’s housemade ale or cider, drinks the coffee, or eats any food that might require water to cook will experience symptoms of “emotional acuity”. This involves feeling more emotionally open, more receptive to positive feelings about others, a strong desire for physical or verbal affection, and the intensification of romantic or sexual attraction that you might already be experiencing. It will last about half a day. Just in time to help potentially land you a date for Merrymeet, a flower and fertility festival in early spring!

Famine [CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]

Food rationing and inflation will have the following impact:

Grocery budgets for apped-in characters will be reduced in their efficacy. Basic groceries will be only the most minimal of staples. You will likely go hungry if you do not find a way to supplement this. Bountiful groceries will be reduced to the amount of food normally contained in basic. Lavish groceries will not be available at all. Your grocery choices from Activity Check are not able to be modified for this month unless otherwise stated.

Bonuses and Discounts associated with the Farmer and Fisherman jobs are also reduced. Level 1 bonuses will be reduced to standard, which is to say how they would function for a non-Farmer/Fisherman character during a normal, pre-famine month. (ex. Whereas normally a Level 1 Farmer would get free Basic groceries, they will now have to pay the 50 Brass, but do not have the efficacy of Basic groceries reduced as described above.) Level 2 bonuses will be reduced to that of a Level 1 Farmer/Fisherman. (ex. Whereas a Level 2 Fisherman would normally be able to have Bountiful groceries discounted to 50 Brass, they now must pay full price for Bountiful groceries. However, they can still get Basic groceries for free and don’t suffer from the famine induced efficacy reduction for either budget.)

Oak & Iron Residents will only be able to receive bland, repetitive meals with their food vouchers consisting of simple broth, plain bread, bland potato dishes, and the like. It is enough to be fed and comfortable but it is incredibly unsatisfying. (This includes all new characters that are not apped-in.) Drinks, however, are still plentiful.

Characters who do not eat will find that their respective sources of fuel will be reduced to just barely enough to keep them functional, provided that they ration carefully. (Ex. Transformers may want to be less active. Vampires will find that victims cannot handle excessive blood loss without fainting and generally prefer to stay home.)

Characters who were present to fight the Mother Crab back in late summer and chose to can some of their crab can use it now!

Hunting, foraging, and fishing can help reduce the impact of these reductions, and people can share their food. You can absolutely die of starvation. After Merrymeet in February, food will return to normal.

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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-30 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, it's kind of tricky but not impossible... I could probably teach you to be a druid? Might be nice to have a druid circle again." She is half-joking.
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-30 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Taking me?" Mairi looks baffled. "The--- the inn, I guess?"
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-01-30 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
River takes a sip while she listens - this really is good wine - and her heart melts at the explanation; her ears droop and flutter, her eyes brimming with Emotion. Local blacksmith has been sending out for food due to the whole bullets thing and like many other people she too has been dosing on the Make Your Emotions Go juice and now she feels like she wants to cry. That's...tragic, and beautiful...

"Pewter I can work with," she answers after ensuring that she Doesn't Cry. "And if you can source me a piece of the local sirens - hair, scales, a claw, whatever, honestly better if you don't kill the donor since their body will just vanish - I can probably work the song. Any birds in particular?"

River's free hand comes over and cautiously makes itself Available near the druid.
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-30 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, for sure. I can't take care of a bunch of people all at once, but you can absolutely call on me for battles or emergencies," Mairi agrees. "I guess I should probably meet the other healers... What do you know about them?"
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-30 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Robins," she answers eagerly, her own hand falling near River's. Mairi's also been thoroughly dosed with potion and the opportunity for affectionate touch is so compelling that she doesn't even think before she does it. "Thank goodness I'm a pretty strong swimmer, hah."
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-01-30 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmhm," River agrees, her eyes staying on Mairi's. She closes that distance between their hands, lacing her fingers with the druid's and feeling her heart jolt with a little thrill.

...Damnit, spectral Annabel was right, River's kinda a slut isn't she...

"What has you here looking for love right off the jump?" River murmurs, taking another sip.
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[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-30 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good."

So Mairi you gonna do anything about this robot fully intending to pick you up and sprint to the inn with her newfound ability to balance her power draw or will you be as the sack of potatoes is.
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AH CRAP I FORGOT TO REPLY

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-30 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
César goes very quiet, then gives a nervous laugh. "... I forgot about the monsters. I suppose I will need weapons."

Also, for the record, this definitely happens after he returns back to the Oak & Iron but before Vika calls.
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-01-30 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
The smith cracks an easy smile. "Glad to see you're not beyond sense entirely. We'll figure something out that fits your situation and the local monsters, probably something that can also be a tool so you're trained to use what you have on hand."
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-30 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
The question has Mairi becoming hyper aware of the Hand Situation she's currently experiencing. She blushes and clears her throat, but doesn't look away.

"Well, not really love, I just--- Ever since I got here, I don't know, there's just something in the air that makes me just want to be close to someone. I think it might be magic??? And there's a lot of really gorgeous people here for some reason! But, ah."

With her free hand, she reaches over and pats River's. "You were right. If we're gonna go any further than a meet-cute, we should probably clear it with your partners first. I don't want to be responsible for any bad blood, especially if you've already had a bad time."
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-30 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah. It's potato time. As Vika reaches for her, Mairi instinctually sticks her arms out like a cat about to be lifted.
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-30 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
A notebook is produced.

"Doctor First Aid is the large mechanical gentleman! He's my personal surgeon for, well, unavoidable reasons, competent in very advanced care, a little overbearing but he means well. He works most closely with Comrade Chris Freeman," flip flip flip; Jean flashes full-page sketches of each person they're naming, done in sharp pencil lines, "- who previously worked as a coroner and now helps manage the general medical establishment as well as vital first-aid and triage care! Please do not ask them to perform surgeries." Flip-flip-flip-flip, "Doctor Pierce is a newer arrival, a combat surgeon from my understanding, very easygoing, qualified to work under intense pressure. And finally I believe Doctor Watson's medical experience is closer in relative technological paradigm to Marrow Island's, though I don't know him or Doctor Pierce well. Oh!" FLIP FLIP FLIP FLIP FLIP FLIP. "Comrade Sally! Local pharmacist and chemist, current source of a great deal of medicine including um. Reproductive care. Hahaha, wow, that should not have felt so awkward to say BUT it needed saying! I visit her place of business for sleeping medicines."
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-01-31 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"...And here I thought I was just stress horny. I'd say to pour one out for Erik but the man's a vampire you can't out-last him. Which um. Well, if you're striking out or just interested, Erik makes his Brass as the town whore. Very good at it..."

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee -

"...Worst segue ever but, see, I was. Actually about to propose. Possibly. Fuck me -" She leans in, red in the face all the way up to the tips of her ears, "- maybe going out back and making out? If? You wanted? See if there's a spark worth bringing up to them?"

Is it the stress talking? The potion? The wine? Why not all three?
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[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-31 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh." Vika slings Mairi over her shoulder. "There's that satisfied feeling again, like when I grabbed Bart to kiss him. I think I might need to go researching in the library books that have chains on the covers."

AND SHE'S OFF, leaving thick trails through the snow as she dashes hell-bent for leather towards the inn.
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[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-01-31 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
César moves to make himself comfortable, at least as much as he can manage while still upright, and finally Magne stands again to face him. One hand remains wrapped around his, thumb pressed against his knuckles, the other one lifting to curl a finger under his chin and encourage him to look back at her.

"Listen to me, okay?" A beat to wait for confirmation. "Whatever happened to her was not your responsibility. She's damaged, just like all of us are, and taking it out on a convenient target."

Her tone is firm, but quiet as she stares him down.

"I want you to do me a favor now. I want you to try and rest, and tomorrow, we'll find something decent to eat. My treat."
Edited 2024-01-31 01:13 (UTC)
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-31 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Mairi nods slowly, understanding as they go over these details that yes, none of these other people are magical healers. They're mundane doctors, aside from the first one who appears to be some kind of shapeshifting construct? But either way, none of them could heal with magic. Both mundane medical practices and magical healing have their benefits and their drawbacks, but missing one or the other definitely leaves an important niche vacant.

"I'll make sure to let them know I'm here and how to contact me. I'll definitely do what I can to make myself available for emergencies."
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-31 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Mairi chuckles, not exactly smug but definitely confident. "Don't worry. I'm not striking out."

She leans in a little as well, playfully conspiratorial. "I'd be interested, but if it gets you into trouble with your other partners and they hate me forever, I will kick your ass."
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Wrap?

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-01-31 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Mairi has no idea what Vika is talking about, who Bart is, or why there are books chained up in the library, and furthermore no time to process it before Vika streaks off toward town. Mairi can be heard shrieking in surprise all the way.
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-01-31 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
River swallows hard, ears twitching like mad. "So, good news, bad news, same news, Erik's got. Really good hearing, so, y'know, if he doesn't hear me talk to Annabel and him inside a week you'll have to wait in line to kick my ass. Fair deal?"

She drains the rest of her glass and stands, offering to lead.
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[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-31 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
César's mouth falls open a little when she stands and lifts his chin up with her finger, and she's got his full attention.

"Okay." She gets that confirmation, and he listens obediently, looking at her in growing gratitude as she takes the weight of thinking through things off of his shoulders for now. "... That... sounds really nice."

He pushes off the desk to do just that. Oh. Oh, she's close now. César feels himself leaning forward, annnnnnnnd he kisses just above the tip of her nose.

César isn't thinking about that love potion in the water, as it feels too natural; he drops his voice to a whisper and smiles softly to her. "Thank you, bonita."
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Not Quite Yet

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-31 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Vika stops down the street from the inn; now is not the time to test that restraining order, slaughtering her way through the enforcers seems counter-productive to getting her revenge as fast as possible. She pats the druid down with her hand, brushing snow off.

"Question," she says in the kind of frank tone someone might begin doing your taxes in. "After I do some reading on the matter what are your feelings on being tied up, pending...the reading...and a conversation with my friend?"
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-31 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Comrade, you didn't address one of my questions, and it was not idle! Can your techniques be taught?" Jean gestures Outside again. "I've been organizing the local levy, and while, haha, while I am competent to teach combat, if the local volunteers for the medical team could learn even a fraction of your skill..."

So about that missing component, Mairi.

About the question of what happens to this world if the newcomers make sweeping technological changes...
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[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-01-31 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
And lead the way Sally does, in a bit of a hurry this time. It's only a few minutes before Sally's throwing the door to her bedroom closed and sitting on the bed to unbutton her blouse. She stares intensely at Arthur as she does. "Come here."
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[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-01-31 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
She's just starting to relax again when he starts to move, and she nearly gets out of his way to let him head to his bed to nap off the stress of the day, before she feels the kiss on her nose. If that hadn't caught her off-gard enough that she'd started to turn pink across the face, immediately she has to pause, blinking for a moment, before cracking up with helpless laughter. Her head bows forward and her arm wraps around his shoulders, the other hand on his chest.

Does he realize that it sounded very much like he called her a fish garnish? Probably not. Some things get a bit lost in translation. But it's still extremely funny to her after such a downer of a day.
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[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-31 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
César is so confused when she starts laughing at him, because he doesn't understand why it was funny. So he reviews what he said before it clicks. Then starts cracking up with himself. Even if he's a bit concerned she might feel his, well, groin, (oh her being closer is not helping that) it's still hilarious. He loops on arm around her upper back (to steady her, mostly) while bracing himself with his other hand on the desk, because otherwise he might fall over and take her with him.

"No—" César fails to explain. "no, I meant—" Another peal of laughter. "It's Spanish."

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