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Lisa Turpin (bookshop_mama) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Oh. That's..." A lot of words went through Lisa's head: terrible, prejudiced, fucking stupid, but she didn't say any of them. She quite liked this man, and insulting the mother of his child hardly seemed like the way to go about things. "Generous of you, to respect her wishes." That was about the only positive thing she could think of. "Well, when you're ready to bring her out, if you want company Christoper and I would be happy to tag along."

She took another arrow, notched it, and after a breath let it fly. This time it hit the target in the second ring; far from a bulls eye but respectable enough.

"Not that prestigious," she said, arching a brow in amusement at him. "Oh, certainly. It's just another office job." She elbowed him playfully, and grinned. "That's excellent, Percy. Congratulations."