User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150113160201

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Butler: Of course, Ma'am. Stand by.

* ''A few seconds later, Goldfin is beamed out of the snowy street. When the light fades, she is standing in HQ's teleporter room.''*

Butler: You will find fresh bakes in the lounge, if you haven't frozen into an ice cube yet.