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[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[Delia is curled up in a booth, with a bottle of wine, sulking about the tab issue. Only, Eldornes Do Not Sulk, so maybe she's 'brooding'. Although, that isn't a very feminine word, so maybe...]

[Delia is Sulking, and trying to wrestle with her noble's pride at the same time. It's not really working, as Eldorne pride is both canonical and a bitch to deal with. But, to her credit, she is trying.]

[ooc: mun is doing uni work, so replies will be somewhat slow]

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[soweroflife.livejournal.com]

She is given a bowl of cherries, and Ko bounds off to pester someone else.

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Thank....you. [she finishes, seeing no one there.]

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

"Milady?" Valentine pauses at the end of her booth. "Thou art troubled?"

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[she glances up, and smiles at him]

Oh, just the tab-sign. I've been here well over a year and a half, and never paid. [she makes a little face]

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

"I see." He nods, absently. "I could take care of that for thee, if it would help."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[Delia pauses, frowning a little at that. Thoughtfully, but with a trace of unconcious wariness.]

It's a lot of money, my lord.

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

He shrugs, as if he couldn't really care one way or the other.]

"Thy choice."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[that's the thing, though - she does care. It's just that there is a little called 'pride', though it is gradually losing the war against her finely-honed instincts of self-preservation.]

It would help, Valentine.

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

"Consider it done then, milady." He bows, not deeply, not shallowly. "Wouldst care for some company?"

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[she smiles]

Ah, but of course.

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

"Then I am all thine." He slides into the booth, smiling at her. "Art thou well?"

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Feeling somewhat better now, thank you. And you?

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

Valentine tilts his head to one side. "Lighter of heart than in many a year, Milady."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Might I inquire as to why?

[collects_ears]

"Evening, Delia."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Evening, George!

[collects_ears]

"Care for some company?"

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Always.

[collects_ears]

He smiles and slips into a seat across from her.

"I come with an offering of fine spirits. Alcholic or otherwise..." he says with a wink, adding a wine bottle of his own to the one already on the table.

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[that gets a laugh]

Many thanks for the wide choice.

[collects_ears]

"I aim to please, milady.." he says, uncorking the new bottle.

It's not an Olau Red. But it will do.

"Pour you a drink?"

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

You are the bartender...

[collects_ears]

"Off duty, I'll have you know." he mock-chides, pouring her a glass of dark red wine.

"Tonight I'm neither Bartender nor Spy.."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[she glances down, then up]

So, you are...just George Cooper?

[collects_ears]

"Aye."