Time for Some Tricky Speed Dating (Trickster)
Fred was excited. Yes, she wanted to find people, and yes, she was concerned. She'd caught something about the murders when she was getting a few groceries. Of course, she'd had to look over someone's shoulder and try to listen, but she definitely knew that something bad was going on. She hadn't seen Harry in a while, but she supposed he was busy with a job. Now, if she could find a job...
So, Fred was excited. She'd gotten a flyer for a talk on time travel, or it seemed to be about time travel. "How many people could you meet in an evening if you had the right equipment? Would you go backwards or forwards to catch up with someone from your past or to meet someone new? Would you take one away with you to another time, to another place, or would you stay right there in that moment and wish the world away?" Sure, it seemed time travel was being linked to romance, but who was she to pass up a talk on time travel? Maybe the Doctor would be there; he was something of an expert on such things.
She'd gotten a little dressed up; never knew who she could see at a possibly prestigious and informative meeting. So, she looked a little like the stereotypical librarian, but she wanted to be serious yet feminine?
Imagine her surprise as she arrived at the location to find a "fashionable" restaurant that had a bit of an island vacation spot theme. When she went in with the flyer, she was handed an application. For all her intelligence, it hadn't clicked yet that she was duped. No, that didn't set in until she had been seated at a table for two and met her first speed date. He was a cowboy who liked getting to know his animals. She didn't talk much because she wasn't sure what she would say.
For a moment, she thought she'd go, but she felt bad about leaving, especially when the second guy sat down and started telling her about his favorite cat. He even had pictures. She guessed she could stay. It wasn't like she was in a place to judge any of these people, and she guessed that the City was trying to be nice. Maybe. Plus, the picture with the kitty playing with an orange knit pompom hat was cute.
"He's a very cunning cat." Fred smiled, but their conversation was cut off by the buzzer, and Fred looked to her next "date."
So, Fred was excited. She'd gotten a flyer for a talk on time travel, or it seemed to be about time travel. "How many people could you meet in an evening if you had the right equipment? Would you go backwards or forwards to catch up with someone from your past or to meet someone new? Would you take one away with you to another time, to another place, or would you stay right there in that moment and wish the world away?" Sure, it seemed time travel was being linked to romance, but who was she to pass up a talk on time travel? Maybe the Doctor would be there; he was something of an expert on such things.
She'd gotten a little dressed up; never knew who she could see at a possibly prestigious and informative meeting. So, she looked a little like the stereotypical librarian, but she wanted to be serious yet feminine?
Imagine her surprise as she arrived at the location to find a "fashionable" restaurant that had a bit of an island vacation spot theme. When she went in with the flyer, she was handed an application. For all her intelligence, it hadn't clicked yet that she was duped. No, that didn't set in until she had been seated at a table for two and met her first speed date. He was a cowboy who liked getting to know his animals. She didn't talk much because she wasn't sure what she would say.
For a moment, she thought she'd go, but she felt bad about leaving, especially when the second guy sat down and started telling her about his favorite cat. He even had pictures. She guessed she could stay. It wasn't like she was in a place to judge any of these people, and she guessed that the City was trying to be nice. Maybe. Plus, the picture with the kitty playing with an orange knit pompom hat was cute.
"He's a very cunning cat." Fred smiled, but their conversation was cut off by the buzzer, and Fred looked to her next "date."