Post by Fritz Koph on Jan 30, 2011 17:34:50 GMT -5
Fritz had the day off, Although in all honesty he could have any day off he wanted. He was the head healer after all. But today was his real, Scheduled day off and he intended to enjoy himself. He had decided to take a day trip to Marseilles. His first stop was to his favorite restaurant in the area. He came here often enough that they knew him by name and always had a table ready for him. It was a popular place and the line for a table was quite long. Fritz pushed passed the crowds of people to the front, He gave the host a friendly smile. "Monsuir Koph, right this way" the woman said, showing him to his table.
He could hear the sneers and complaints from the people still waiting inline but he didn't think much of it. 'Can't please everyone' he thought.
"Will you be having the usual this afternoon" the waitress asked. Fritz nodded and she departed to give his order to the chef.
The usual was the restaurants specailty, Bouillabasse, A stew made from and assortment of fish that they caught fresh daily. It was absoultly fabulous.
He looked around and pulled out a copy of the silver quill. It was his day off and he was in no mood to be botherd by anyone or anything. He immersed himself in a story about a kidnapped girl. The story frightened him, It could easily be one of his grand daughters.
He could hear the sneers and complaints from the people still waiting inline but he didn't think much of it. 'Can't please everyone' he thought.
"Will you be having the usual this afternoon" the waitress asked. Fritz nodded and she departed to give his order to the chef.
The usual was the restaurants specailty, Bouillabasse, A stew made from and assortment of fish that they caught fresh daily. It was absoultly fabulous.
He looked around and pulled out a copy of the silver quill. It was his day off and he was in no mood to be botherd by anyone or anything. He immersed himself in a story about a kidnapped girl. The story frightened him, It could easily be one of his grand daughters.
