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[walker-cain.livejournal.com]

Cain sits at a table near the back door, watching the snow. it hasnt turned really nasty yet, but, if experience means anything, it looks like it will. He wonders how long it will last and if he will be around to see it when it is calm again. Musing, he drinks his beer and watches the night.

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[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

Molly nods, and approaches the bar. She puts a hand and her key on her surface and says quietly, "Bar? Could I request a room with a fireplace, please? In exchange for the key I got earlier?"

Her old key seems to melt into the surface of the glossy wood as it disappears. A new key appears in it's place, but strangely enough, it's the same room number.

"Huh," she says, smiling at Cain. "Either the room already had one, or She added one for me. Let me just make sure I have my things..."

[walker-cain.livejournal.com]

He nods, and settles against the Bar. While he is there he orders a bottle of light wine and two glasses, as well as a large throw blanket. Bunlding it all up, he wairts patiently.

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

She pats her pockets again, and nods.

"I've got everything," she says.

She smiles when she spots the wine and blanket, and leads the way upstairs.