Millitimed to sometime after the thing with k_in_black.

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Ray comes in from New York City, rubbing at his face tiredly with one hand. He's got a sheaf of papers in one hand, and he looks as if he could use a drink; what the Bar gives him, however, is his usual green stuff and a plate of dinner. He nods and touches the bar briefly with his Visa card.

"Thank you, Bar, I appreciate it."

That having been done, he scoops up his receipt and goes looking for a place to sit.

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"I see no reason why it wouldn't. Let's, then." She turns to lead the way back into the bar.

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Ray nods, switches off his sabre, and does so.

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When she reaches Bar, she asks politely, "Can I have another tag like the one on my key, please?" Obligingly, a small tag appears on Bar's surface. It has "Turn Left" written on it currently. When she turns around to hand it to Ray, it says "Turn Right", and when she hands it to him it's left again. At all times, the direction it wants the holder to go points towards the door to the residential areas.

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"Neat," Ray says, and drops a handful of change on the Bar. "Could I have a pen and some writing paper, please?"

Lo, it is so.

Ray starts writing out a note in an alphabet that doesn't resemble the Roman one at all- too slanty and jagged in places. "That's the lettering used in Master Qui-Gon's galaxy," Ray says. "Aurebesh. I'm describing your appearance to him, and what you can do with your eyes, and your interest in Jedi stuff. And I'm giving him the key tag so that he can find your room if he doesn't see you out and about first. Okay?"

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"That's perfect. Thanks so much for your help, Ray." She beams at him. Someone who knows Matilda well would expect huggles in the near future.

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"No problem," says Ray with a grin.

[OOC: Good spot to wrap?]

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And lo, the huggles arrive, in accordance with the prophecy.

[OOC: Sure! This was lovely.]