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Late for the party
Who: Hespe and Jane
When: evening,
Where: The Worlds Ends Pub
Why: Friends being friends.




“Go.” Was the green light Jane got at 11 PM from Adam Weyland, King of the grill. The restaurant was quieting. Orders were slowing. People were moving on to bars, very much like Jane wanted to do.

Adam got no argument from her. Not this time. “Thanks!” she said, pecking her dad's cheek before she made a run for it, up to her room. In the scarf decked lamplight she threw on something that didn’t smell like Mega-Onion Rings and pretty much jogged over to the bar where she hoped that things were still swinging. Maybe she could make a plea for her particular clothes drive if Mr. Richy-Rich and the starlet were still entertaining the folks with their sing songs.

It's all for a good cause Mister. I swear

OH, and to meet Hespe too. Of course that. They’d spoken briefly when the Redhead came in for lunch. It was 11:34 when she burst into the bar dragging the cold weather in with her. A few faces looked up. Not many. Obviously she had missed the grand spectacle. You know what? She was alright with that. By the out of tune song playing, Karaoke was still going but it had inevitably gotten to that point in the night where someone was doing their whiskey coated version of “I Did It My Way”.

A quick glance around and she didn’t spot Hespe right away, so she went up to the sign-ups, asked how many until she’d go on. When she got a reasonable answer she pulled the big book over and found the song she wanted. Then handed the slip over with all the relevant information.

After THAT, then she was looking for her friend and it didn’t take too long to spot her. “Hey!” she called over, tucked her restaurant frazzled blond behind her ears and took a seat in the booth the same time she was shrugging off her coat. “Sorry it took me so long.” It was an earnest apology. Restaurant hours were murder, especially on weekends. A quick glance around for Knox, then for Theo. “I take it the party’s over.” She said, and caught the eye of the waiter.

“Do you need a refill?” she asked and waved the guy over and then finally, finally she took a deep breath, settled into her seat and said, “How are you?”