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Pandora Montgomery (pandacharms) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dora was used to being the first one somewhere. Though she rarely arrived early-early, most people didn't arrive on time. She wasn't annoyed, though part of her paranoidly wondered for a couple of minutes if she would be stood up. It wasn't a serious consideration, and so she ignored it as best she could.

She gave him a bright smile when he arrived, somewhat indulgent after noticing his expression. "No worries, you're not very late," she told him, tilting her cheek up to make it easier for him to reach, feeling a little flutter of something that yes, this might actually be a date of sorts. "I don't know my way around London terribly well, either, except the magical side of it." But she was learning, yes, slowly and step by step. It took a lot more bravery for a pureblood like her, and she was quickly realizing how sheltered in that particular aspect her parents had kept her.

"I'm doing all right. Busy," she said, which was a simplification of all the things she had piled on her plate nearly every day. "With the shop and everything else." Especially with the new work out regimen Richard had her doing. But the perk was she was getting fitter, and she could feel it already. "How about you? What have you been up to?" she asked curiously as they slipped into line.