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Who: Aidan Chambers and Vi Marlowe
What: Grabbin' lunch and lessons about proper office etiquette (ie: no calling people cuntfaces)
Where: Square Pie pieshop in Spitalfields Market
When: 25th July, lunchtime
Rating: TBD.
Status: Closed; Complete
Square Pie was Vi's favourite chain of food stalls in London. Where else could you find Steak and Guinness pies that were actually square? Well, okay, sometimes they were a little lopsided. But they made a corking effort to be square, and that was just so much cooler than being rectangular or, horror of unimaginative horrors, triangular. Plus, mushy peas. Vi loved mushy peas. Mostly just because no one else she knew seemed to, and she felt that someone should, or Square Pie might stop making them, and all the people whose job it was to mush the peas would go out of business.
She was excited about going to Square Pie for lunch. And meeting the new guy. Absorbed in her study of Abraxan race betting slips, Vi jumped out of her chair as soon as she noticed it was past noon. Oops. She was going to be late. Grabbing some Muggle money off her desk, she Apparated to Spitalfields and hurried towards the pie stall, ignoring the temptations of the other market stalls and their wares. A young man she thought she'd seen earlier that morning at the office was seated at a table, and Vi rushed up to him and offered her hand. "Chambers?"
What: Grabbin' lunch and lessons about proper office etiquette (ie: no calling people cuntfaces)
Where: Square Pie pieshop in Spitalfields Market
When: 25th July, lunchtime
Rating: TBD.
Status: Closed; Complete
Square Pie was Vi's favourite chain of food stalls in London. Where else could you find Steak and Guinness pies that were actually square? Well, okay, sometimes they were a little lopsided. But they made a corking effort to be square, and that was just so much cooler than being rectangular or, horror of unimaginative horrors, triangular. Plus, mushy peas. Vi loved mushy peas. Mostly just because no one else she knew seemed to, and she felt that someone should, or Square Pie might stop making them, and all the people whose job it was to mush the peas would go out of business.
She was excited about going to Square Pie for lunch. And meeting the new guy. Absorbed in her study of Abraxan race betting slips, Vi jumped out of her chair as soon as she noticed it was past noon. Oops. She was going to be late. Grabbing some Muggle money off her desk, she Apparated to Spitalfields and hurried towards the pie stall, ignoring the temptations of the other market stalls and their wares. A young man she thought she'd seen earlier that morning at the office was seated at a table, and Vi rushed up to him and offered her hand. "Chambers?"