The Concierge said, “TaAnya will you take a com from TeJonal and TeTonas.”
“Put them through please.” Anya looked at Syn, “They’re over at your place.”
When they turned on the com they found four Warriors grinning at them through the holo. “All right,” Anya said, “What have you done?” They managed to look sheepish.
“Syn,” said Zaron, his voice cajoling, “Can we are have Anya’s Triad over for moontine.”
“But I haven’t prepared anything,” Syn wailed.
“Don’t worry; your Warriors took care of everything. Tonight we eat a Sarran meal, Brok and Tack work even as we speak. You don’t even have to make the coffee. We have that Keurig machine and the chefs will clean up,” Bron promised.
“This is three nights in a row,” Syn said.
Anya agreed. “This is too much.”
Zaron spoke, “Remember when I
