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Ako had mentioned to Laini about the tabs. Thus, when Laini arrives today, she has a small purse-sized bag with her. It gets set on the top of the Bar, and she rapidly sorts through it. Yira, shekles, galliahs, omis, along with chinese dollars and USD $2 bills get stacked on the bartop as she does conversions on her PDA.

"Sixty-nine per, cross by the inflation rate of feathers in finland... and that should cover it, with a bit to spare. We're good?"

Apparently, as the money vanishes. Laini grins, and orders some sort of coffee drink, with enough flavors and sugar in it that the existance of coffee in the cup is debatable.

((OOC: Slowtime for early shift- night all!))

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"See? Somebody's got to do it." House smiled. "I took a couple computer classes once, but it wasn't really my thing."

"Well, when all else fails, what has a chance of working is bowing down and praying to the great computer god." She grins.

She may not be joking. Totally.

"Compared to tech-support advice? It has an equal chance of working."

"You're so not kidding." House laughs. "The hospital has a pretty good tech staff, though. And there's always Wilson. Bribe him with beer, he'll do anything I ask." Not strictly true, but close enough.

"Oooh. Bribes do work wonders. There's something about the idea of getting something you shouldn't, for work, that makes it more appealing. At least to certain sort of people." Laini would be one of those sorts of people, of course.

"Though- good beer, I'd hope?"

"Only the best for my Jimmy. He won't work for anything less."

"... What is considered the best, in America Earthside, for beer?" Laini blinks, tilting her head curiously.

"Whatever I have on hand." House laughs. "No, I don't know. He likes Sam Adams. Becks is good too."

"Hm. I'll have to try those." Laini nods, then eyes her coffee.

Coffee+Beer=yuck, unless its made by Drew and Co.

"Later, though. Can't be worse than Coronas."

House sticks his tongue out. "Much better than Coronas."

"Aw- but Coronas, you get little lime wedges to stick in to the bottle necks." Laini mock-pouts.

"Okay, you got me there." House laughs. "The lime really is a selling point." He shakes his head, still smiling.

"And the whole idea of laying on a beach somewhere down in Baja, listening to Margaritaville being played by a mariachi band, and being on the run from a murderous rabbit sort of sell those beers too." Laini sighs, a bit wistfully.

"Well, of course. Although for me it was on the run from physical therapists and threrapists in general." His tone didn't change. hard to say if he was joking or not. Probably not.

He finishes off his milkshake and pushes the glass back to the bar. it disappears.

[OOC: I've got to run pretty soon]

((Same here- wrap or? *snugz*))

"Bah. You should get dragged to a nice beach down in Baja, soak up some rays- and we can see about smuggling some Sam Adams down for you even, if you'd like." Laini nods sagely.

"That sounds like a dream, Laini." House smiles. A genuine smile. "Other than coming here, I haven't had a vacation for years."

[OOC: SP s perfectly fine with me, I'll be here tomorrow evening, about the same time as today]

((Sounds like a plan!))

Laini blinks, and stares at House, ears flattening. "Everyone needs vacations. Sheesh. You're a doctor, isn't there some sort of health thing to it, that you'd know about?"

"There are studies that show..." He starts, but then laughs. "Yeah. There's a mental health argument for getting away for a couple days, a couple times a year. Thing is, my job, the patients don't stop coming in." He shrugs. Hardly an excuse, but...he'd take what he could get.

"Well, you'd hardly do any good to them if you come down sick yourself, from overwork. See?" Laini points out, with a nod.

And- given she did get him sick with the Fox Cold a while back and almost killed him- the kitsune does Owe him. The mun just remembered this, so Laini does as well.

She is pondering.

"True, true." House smiles a little smile. "Really, this place, usually, is like a vacation. At least, it gets me out of my own way for a while."

"But I don't think it quite beats sitting on a beach drinking coronas and silly drinks with umbrellas in them. Close- but not quite." Laini grins.

"Nothing would beat sitting on a beach with drinks that have silly umbrellas. Even if the drink is a corona. I don't think I've done that since my last college spring break."

"Hm." Laini eyes him, shiftly. "Then you probably should, y'know? Figure out some time and get it off, and high tail it down there."

"Yeah. Maybe." He smiled a little sadly. "The cane and the sand don't mix well. Helaing...doesn't hold up, when I go out the door. It's a Bar thing only."

".... now that sucks." Her ears flatten. "Well, a vacation doesn't mean you have to be out on the sand- just near it. And that's doable, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah it is." House nodded. he leaned up to kiss her cheek. "Thank you, Laini."

[OOC: Heading to bed in just a sec, want to wrap since it's been a couple days?]