#ganders

Anders: One moment. I'm almost done with this chapter.

Gale: Now, Anders.

Anders: *ignores him*

Gale: Alright then, I hate that it had to come to this— *takes a deep breath*

Anders: No, no, no. Dont. You. Dare.

Gale: TARA!

Anders: You ass!

Tara: Mr. Dekarios, no need to shout. Tell me, what is all this ruckus about?

Gale: Anders isn't eating dinner.

Anders: I was going to! I was just caught up in reading this book, and I—

Tara, disappointed: Oh, Mr. Anders, that simply won't do! I admire a fellow scholar's thirst for knowledge as much as the next wizard, but you are already as thin as a pole, my dear! You need some meat on those bones. Surely you could spare a minute or two for a tiny morsel, yes?

Anders: ... Yes.

Gale: 😌

Tara: Great! Now that this matter is resolved, you two behave. I must return to sir Astarion's side. We were exchanging stories of our various prey, and he was sharing the most riveting tale about a bear. How exciting!

Anders, waiting until she is out of earshot: I hate you.

Gale, bowl of stew already in hand: No, you don't.

Anders: Can't believe you used Tara against me. That has to be the highest crime imaginable.

Ganders and the Arishonk

Billionaire steps up for national parks, offering employment opportunities, army of volunteers 

Die beiden Ganter (links u. rechts außen) sind echt auf Krawall gebürstet. Kaum haben sie mich gesehen, kamen sie laut zeternd auf mich zugelaufen, gut dass ich im Auto saß....  :)