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Who: Rose, Rolf, and OPEN(?)
What: Observing St. Patrick’s Day. For research purposes, of course. Possibly.
Where: Finnigan’s
When: March 17, 2005 – evening’ish
Rating: TBD


So, possibly it had been Rose’s idea to get in on the treasure hunt at Finnigan’s – or at least she had been up for it the minute she had read about it – and possibly she hadn’t had a clue about where Seamus could have hidden, because aquariums? No, that she didn’t know anything about, although from Rolf and Dennis’ clue, even she could guess that it had to do with snakes, but that was it. So, she had taken their word for it that they knew where Seamus was and had gone along… and that’s when she had spotted the sparkly shamrock.

So, possibly, it had been Rose’s idea to go for a drink before they went to the zoo, but she wasn’t entirely convinced that all the other places they had visited since that first pub had been her idea. What she did know was, that when she had left the flat, she had worn black boots with her black skirt and grey skirt and her hair had been a deep, dark brown. She was also relatively certain that her lipstick had been red and that there had been no green fluttery things in her hair.

“Noroc!” she toasted as she held up her glass of beer to Rolf’s. She knew the Irish toast, but dammit if the Romanian didn’t just roll off her tongue more easily. Besides, if this Patrick truly was a saint, he wouldn’t mind a bit of Eastern European spices added to a toast in his name. Right?