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A Celebration for Nell

Nell had tried something a little different for dinner tonight. She'd made a large, and hopefully tasty, vegetable stir fry and had stir-fried some beef in a different pan so those wanting meat could have some. She also had homemade sourdough bread, salad, and a vegetable broth based soup to start the meal.

The apartment was spic and span, the cats were happily curled up on their cat trees, for however long that would last, and she thought she was prepared as she could be for her first ever birthday celebration. Now to wait somewhat anxiously for her guests.

[For those who know who they are.]

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Watts nodded. "Some people are terribly biased when it comes to homebrews," he told Nell. "I try not to limit myself in that manner, as it means I may miss out on something enjoyable."

"It's the only type of spirits I have in the house," Nell admitted. "I meant to ask Steven what you liked, but time got away from me."

"Oh, for me it's a matter of whether the flavours in the glass and on the plate compliment each other," Watts informed her. "You said the main course will be somewhat spicy?" he asked, over another sip.

"A little," she said. "I didn't want it to be too much for anyone." Nell liked her own food very spicy indeed.

"Then this should go reasonably enough," Watts said. Was it at all what he would have chosen? No. But he was trying to be better about taking others' feelings into account while still remaining honest. The wine itself had a pleasant taste, and was clearly made by someone who knew what they were doing, and nothing about it outright clashed with the flavours you'd likely find in a stir-fry, so.

If Nell had been able to read the narrative, she'd have been amused. She'd only pulled this out at the last minute so Watts could have wine, but had mostly suspected he'd just bring his own. As she couldn't read the narrative she just smiled at him.

"Good then. Please help yourself to bread and salad and enjoy the soup. I'm just going to go put the finishing touches on the main part of the meal."

She'd be back shortly with the savory and slightly spicy vegetable stir fry.

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If he'd known what sort of meal she'd been planning? He might have. At the same time he didn't have to have wine with his evening meal, either. But since it had been on offer...

He nodded, having taken hearty portions of each, already working on that soup.

The bowl with beef was placed near her own plate, but the vegetable stir-fry and rice were centered between the Detective and Steven.

"Please enjoy everyone."

"Well," Watts said, after a few bites of stir-fry. "I think we can safely say, no last-minute pizza order is needed. This is delicious."

"Thank you," Nell said with a smile. "I do think it turned out well." Of course, she still thought the addition of the beef made it even more delicious.

"Any particular plans for tomorrow?" he asked. Like Steven, he had no idea what a 'Homecoming' was, so wasn't particularly disappointed to be missing it. Honestly, even if he found out about the dance- well. He was getting to see Steven's home. As much as he enjoyed dancing, that absolutely trumped it.

"No," Nell said. "I'll just play it by ear and see what I feel like doing. It's mostly the dance tomorrow and I don't dance."

It was testament to how much he was looking forward to this trip with Steven that there wasn't even a momentary flash of disappointment over missing an opportunity to dance.

"Why's that?" he asked. "Don't know how, or just don't care to?"

"Both, I guess," Nell said. "Not something the church allows, so it was never a question. So I don't know how and I think I'd be terribly awkward and embarrassed and I don't have anyone I would dance with."

"That's fair," Watts said. He'd taught Steven how to waltz, but that wasn't the type of dancing generally found at the school events.

"So, there's not much point in me going," Nell said. "I stopped by once or twice when I was at school, but it as always a bit awkward."

It was hard being married in high school.

"So is there anything to Homecoming besides the dance?" Watts wondered.

"Oh yes," Nell said. "The dance is Friday night and then Saturday and Sunday they have a sort of carnival with booths and games and all sorts of food. It's quite fun."

"Hmm," Watts considered that. "Well. Perhaps I'll have an opportunity to attend next year."

"Hopefully," Nell said. "It could be fun."

"Certainly couldn't be worse than the last fair I attended," Watts admitted.

"Oh?" Nell said curiously. "Not a good experience, then?"

"Mmm," Watts hummed in agreement around a bite of stir-fry. "Attempted murder. Well, there was a murder, only the victim wasn't who the killer was actually targeting. So he kept trying."

Somewhere, deep in some archive, there was even footage of the final chase to apprehend their suspect.

"Wow," Nell said. "That's something else. I can see where maybe you wouldn't be too eager to go to another fair."

"Well, Fandom seems quieter than Toronto in a lot of respects," Watts said. Far, far fewer murders, that was for sure.

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