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"There's No Place Like Qasala for the Holidays" by cosmicfire918
Jazan sat back on the couch and draped his arm over his eyes. "Can we play Guess the Curse after this? I'm much better at that one." The Nightsteed snorted. "Only if you get the cooks to whip us up more Spicy Queela Dip..."

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