Date: 2007-05-13 05:11 am (UTC)
The woman hurries over, fingers scraping the wood as she takes her place at the head of the table, eyes narrowed sternly. Possessively.

"I'll not have you bothering the other guests now, my dearie-ducks."

The pet name, somehow, seems entirely unbefitting the sharp tone of voice.
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