Give us an impression, Mr. Hat!

…

[Trucy looked around at the deserted agency.  The place had been collecting dust since she had left.  More things had come up regarding the Troupe Gramarye and she had to take care of the legal papers and other matters regarding it.

She dropped her duffle bag at the entrance, noting how the door was still intact with its little butterfly door for Cho.  Heading to the kitchen, she remembered that she had emptied it when she knew that she’d be away for awhile.  Frowning, she took out her cellphone and called an old friend.]

Eldoon’s noodles! Saltiness guaranteed or you keep the bowl!

[Trucy smiled at the phone.  She sighed before cheerfully replying]

Mr. Eldoon?  It’s Trucy.  Looks like I’ll need a little food favor from you…