Jenny: Infiltrating

She had spoken to him, which was a good thing. Leaning in to sniff at her foodstuffs, he asked her what she was making, and how long until it was done, and if he could have a bite of it, perhaps, before and after to be sure it was safe.

"Because we can't have people poisoned," he said in a knowing sort of tone as Lucretia came by and hefted him onto the edge of the counter.

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