Sebastian smiled as he sat down at the table. He pulled the box over and took out the ornate pipe out. He turned it about in his hands.<br/>"Was your grandfather interested in Africa or liked lions a lot? The pipe is well used but in excellent shape. Very well made and well balanced. Basically you pull a draw thru the stem like you would a cigarette. I'll show you."<br/>Sebastian opened the pouch and scooped the pipe into the pipe. He then pack it down tight. He took the flint and struck it above the pipe as he drew on the pipe. When one of the sparks lit the tobacco, a thin curl of smoke went above the pipe. After a few puffs, it was well lit.<br/>"Nothing better then a good pipe. This is a basic tobacco. Does the place have any flavors or blends?"<br/><br/>"Plus my dowery is yours. I have my hope chest with a bit of savings in for after our wedding. We can let them know today. Maybe in two days time, we can be married. We should set it up today, ok?" Meredith spoke happily.