Emma grabbed her purse and stood up. "There's got to be a butcher shop somewhere on the island, right?" she asked him, heading towards the road into town. "They've got to have something you'll like."
"Come along then. You'll owe me a few brunches after you change back, Mr. Priest."
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Date: 2010-05-04 12:42 am (UTC)"Come along then. You'll owe me a few brunches after you change back, Mr. Priest."