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There was a reason he was Orro’s favorite visitor. His plate was the size of a Thanksgiving platter, and he was putting food away like he would never get a chance to eat again. “I thought you preferred tea,” Tony said. I stared at the spread for a long moment, struggling with decision paralysis, then put a couple of sausage links on my plate, added some fruit, and took a sip of my brew.

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The table was so full of food, it was a wonder it didn’t break.

The moment I sat down, Droplet emerged from the kitchen, placed a plate with my own egg in a basket and a cup of coffee in front of me, and vanished back into the kitchen. If the traditional breakfast included serving sunny side up eggs in little baskets made of French-fried potatoes and bejeweled with beads of crystallized but delectable ketchup and maple syrup.

They had talked Tony into letting them eat on our back patio, and when I came out, I found Dagorkun, Karat, Tomato, Tony, and Gaston, all situated around the big outside table enjoying Orro’s version of the traditional American breakfast. Most of the delegations once again opted for a private meal, so I went straight to the Observer quarters. I left them to it and took myself to breakfast. Now they were discussing what to do if more of the celebrity stalkers would show up. Marais had discovered a couple of the Dominion paparazzi trying to film the inn at dark o’clock, apprehended them, and turned them over to Sean, who tossed them out into Baha-char while I slept. When I finally crawled out of our bed two hours later, the bedroom was empty. Sean woke me up at 5:00 am by getting out of bed, and when I asked him what was happening, he kissed me and told me to go back to sleep. Horrifying guests went against the innkeeper policy, but the Dushegubs were really testing my patience. It was a PBS production with a lot of footage of beaver tree cutting and dam building.

Normally, I’d let them tire themselves out, but I was exhausted, so I made them a very large screen and then put the Leave It To Beavers documentary on it. The Dushegubs woke me up again around 4:00 am by trying to dig into the bottom of the Pit.