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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

While Claudia took care of putting her fries in her to-go box, Helena took care of paying the check. Even she had to admit, mostly to herself, that even with the revenge for the Tripod this had been an excellent diversion. Helena had managed to unwind from the stress of picking out an engagement ring and forget about all of that anxiety.

Helena did enjoy spending time with Claudia. A couple months previous she'd had a nagging thought that they could've been closer had she not done the whole vengeance-upon-the-world-betray-the-Warehouse thing, but they seemed to have moved on from that. Or at least Claudia never seemed to hold any of that against her. But of course, Helena was not going to bring the topic up, it was not one she wished to pursue today. Instead, she was enjoying the company, spending time with her. "I think we are normal by our standards."

Helena had been distracted putting her wallet back into her purse that she hadn't noticed the bit of balled up paper that Claudia was balling up. The intended target was not the one that was hit. Instead, it bounced off Helena's cheekbone as she looked back at Claudia just in time for the paper ball to hit her. She flinched slightly, looking down at the paper ball that had come to rest on the table. "Throwing paper balls now? Someone must be antsy to walk." Helena smirked a bit, mentally tacking on even more distance to their next destination. "No, I do not need change. So we may proceed."