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[balletrat]

*Meg wanders into the bar, her fedora at a slightly awkward angle. She looks distracted.*

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow calls over from her booth*

Hello, Meg. How are you doing?

[balletrat]

*Meg looks up and smiles.*

Oh - I'm all right, how're you?

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

I'm doing well, and the kids are fine. Anything interesting going on lately? I haven't been able to get in much lately.

[balletrat]

*Meg shrugs.* You know, the usual - people falling in bleeding, people yelling at each other, people angsting, all that sort of thing. *She grins.* And did you see my new hat?

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

So nothing really out of the ordinary. Yes, it's a nice hat. Where did you get it?

[balletrat]

*Meg looks rather proud.*

My friend Indy gave it to me. He had the bar clone his, or something. Isn't it cool? Andrew was -

*She stops a moment, then forges ahead, with the same cheerful smile.* Andrew treated it like a magic talisman or something, it was awfully entertaining.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow carefully notes this*

Andrew tends to react that way to a lot of things he encounters here. How is he?

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

*Paul

creeps

up

behind

her...*

[balletrat]

*Meg, out of some instinct or other, puts one hand on her tutu and the other on her hat. Enough things have been stolen from her recently.*

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

*Paul thinks for a moment, begins to reach for her heart, decides against it, and taps her on the shoulder instead.*

Boo. And all.

[balletrat]

*Meg swings around, and grins.*

You're a walking cliche, you know that?

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

*Paul nods. He looks particularly wicked today. He should look into a pitchfork.*

And you're a ballerina in a silly hat.

[balletrat]

*Meg is rather indignant.*

I'll have you know this hat is Officially Cool.

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael tips his fedora at Meg's fedora as he pauses in playing his violin.*

[balletrat]

*Meg beams and tips her fedora extravagantly back.*

You're getting better . . .

[mogget_cat]

*he grins* One does one's best.

[balletrat]

*Meg cocks her head.* You've been practicing. How many people's eardrums have you burst with the high C, then?

[mogget_cat]

*smirking, trying to sound innocent* I have no idea. No one's complained yet.

At least, I have had no complaints about the notes themselves. Some have complained about the emotions that the music brings out, which is their own fault, in my opinion. But the notes themselves sound fine other than when they want to edge sharp.

[balletrat]

*Meg grins.* Sharp's better than flat. And since our Muse is gone, and our guitarists seem to be having personal problems, I suppose you're going to have to do . . .

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*notices the blonde hair and the tutu, remembers what she learned about Andrew's girlfriend. Grins.* Well, well. Raggedy Andy did pretty good for himself...

*walks up to her, still grinning* So. Blonde hair, tutu...either there's a ballerina convention around here, or you're Meg.

[balletrat]

*Meg blinks.* Heard of me? *She suddenly looks rather proud.* I've got a reputation.

*She grins and dips a bit of a curtsey.* Yep - I'm Meg. Who're you? And who told you about me, anyways? *She giggles.* I like to know who my fans are . . .

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I'm sure you do.

*returns the curtsy, smiling* I'm Faith. I'm a friend of Andrew's. James Potter told me about you, but Andrew's told me some things too...all of them good, I promise.

[balletrat]

. . . oh.

*Meg looks upon her in rather a new light. She grins.* You're Sunnydalian too? Dieu, you guys are taking over the bar . . .

You - er - haven't seen Andrew lately, have you?

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, Boston originally, but we met in Sunny-D.

Yeah, actually. I came here the other day looking for him, and the bar won't let me leave...Raggedy Andy called it 'bar-bound.' Anyway, I saw him last night. Why?

[balletrat]

Oh. Er. *Meg looks rather shifty.* I - er- haven't seen him in a couple days, is all -

wait. *She blinks.* 'Raggedy Andy'?