"In that case, I hope the two of you like eggs," he says, as he walks towards the kitchen (needy as always, Alistair follows him). Because Strange has already boiled some up, that's what they're going to eat.
There's a moment or two before he comes back. In one hand, there's a glass of wine. In the other, there's a very impromptu thrown together basket of food.
"I've got bread, fruit, boiled eggs, and wine. Take your pick of what you want first."
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There's a moment or two before he comes back. In one hand, there's a glass of wine. In the other, there's a very impromptu thrown together basket of food.
"I've got bread, fruit, boiled eggs, and wine. Take your pick of what you want first."
Though he suspects it's the booze.