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[river_meimei]

River is perched on a barstool, happily sipping... something. It's very pink. And fizzy, and equipped with a curly straw and a small plastic monkey.

Even the monkey is pink.

(River's wearing brown -- her long coat -- and shades of yellow. The contrast of colors is something Kaylee and Wash would both approve of.)

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[river_meimei]

"There are barstools," River says earnestly. "Right there."

This seems to be a yes.

[called_lioness]

Lucy will take it as one, at least, and sits, requesting tea as she does so. "Thank you, then. And might I also have your name?"

[river_meimei]

"Yes." Cheerful.

Beat.

Loooong beat.

River visibly remembers the second customary part of that. "River."

[called_lioness]

For a moment, Lucy's not entirely certain if that's her name or not, the way this conversation has been going, but decides to go with it being so. "It's very nice to meet you, then, River," she says with a smile, hands cupping her mug.

[river_meimei]

Lucy's tea is not pink. This, River feels, is a sad thing.

She sips her drink cheerfully. Uuuup the curly straw it goes.

[called_lioness]

Lucy doesn't have a curly straw, either.

Woe is her.

But she doesn't seem to realize how deprived she is, and is content to sip her tea and watch River, a little thoughtfully, and still at a bit of a loss.

Not upset. But not understanding.

[river_meimei]

River is not necessarily a great conversationalist, and also gets that kind of confused-but-friendly gaze all the TIME. From strangers, and from people who see her every day.

So she is focusing on her drink. It's fruity! And fizzy! And liquid! Truly the world is a fascinating place.

[called_lioness]

Also, there is a monkey.

Lucy has noticed this.

The monkey is cute, she feels.

"Where are you from, River?" she asks after several moments pass.

[river_meimei]

"Space," says River cheerfully.

[called_lioness]

Lucy glances out the window.

That either means she's from a future where people travel in space, or she's a star, and to be honest, Lu isn't at all sure which River might be.

"--Far more exciting than Finchley," is what she says, after a moment, still looking at the window.