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[Aug. 21st, 2009|12:07 am] |
*arranges to meet Tilion at his apartment for a business meeting over coffee* *is in her element again, with the racing season due to reason in the next couple of weeks and her client showing no ill effects from his recent trauma (except for that near-implacable cool which is generally nore intriguing than annoying)*
*idly supposes that this interest in their new, preppy, sunshine-y neighbour is mildly irritating but doesn't think that it is amounting to anything* *not that she'd care if it did, obviously*
*with an element of cheeriness in her voice that has, of late, been present more often in connection with Tilion, calls through his door* *can't knock because she is carrying two takeaway coffee cups* Tilion? You about? Uh, quickly? Your frappucino's about to become an extra-hot cappucino! |
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