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After a few hours they got back.

Struggling to hold a large pot Neva gently kicks the door and mutters, "Come on please open the door this is heavy."

Joe hopped out of the car and strolled up to the press entrence. "Hello Neva." He chimed, tipping his ballcap in greeting.

"Get the door please Joe," Neva greets her voice strained.
"Potroast or stew," Kini asks taking one of the pots from her.
"Enough for the entire Press staff. Hunter's delight, vegaterian's feast, and sea's bounty," Neva answers.
"Yum Hunter's delight," Kini says, "you did remember to put the recipe on the back so those with alergies could avoid them?"
'Yes."

Joe nodded and shoved the door open. "What's the occasion?"

"Does there have to be one," Neva asks.

Joe smiled. "Nope."

"I hope Miss Sakura enjoys the food," Neva says.
Kini takes a wiff of the air and growls, "I knew something was wrong! The Dragon's been here."

Joe frowned. "If there was danger somebody would've noticed." He remarked, looking around. "But everything seems to be running smoothly."

"I still don't like the dragon he worked for Mama Winter willingly," Kini argues.
"She had his family," Neva argues, "besides he no longer works for her give him a chance. I gave you a chance."
"Fine. Let's go in and suprise them," Kini lugs the pressure cooker in, "food's here!"

There was a chorus of cheers and a couple delighted howls from the press workers.
"Alright!"
"Count me in!"
"Awoooo...!"
"Wait, I didn't know there was catering today?"