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[there is a couch, one of many. This one, though, has been claimed by Delia, who is idly swinging her legs in the air as she reads]

[Shakespeare's plays, if you must know. Mary Anne has her curious.]

[...care to guess which play she's reading?]

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"Not a bad quality in a woman," Parker says.

Sadly, it's a quality that comes from experience.

"Most of the men in your life want Thom?"

Exactly.

"Well, you can count me off your list."

Oh?

Parker smiles and raises an eyebrow. Waits for her to catch his meaning.

Now, there are two meanings. Which do you mean?

"Lawrence is the type of guy that makes you forget other guys in bed."

He grins innocently.

Aaaaaah.

Well, as long as he doesn't fuck you up, I'm sure you are a big boy who can handle himself.

For half a second something flashes in his eyes, like maybe it's been a while since anyone cared about that for him.

"Thanks, Li."

[a soft smile]

My pleasure.

Parker nods, and sits in silence for a bit.

Eventually, says, "I don't think anyone cleans the ceiling."

Why would they?

A shrug. "Seems like a pretty clean place all around."

Oompa Loompas.

"What?"

[innocently,]

Oh, did no one tell you?

"Oompa Loompas clean the place?"

yes.

Parker tells himself that this is not the strangest thing he's ever heard. It's not even the strangest thing that he's seen. Still.

"Well. They didn't get the ceilings."

I'll let you pass that on.

"Thanks," Parker says, dryly. "I'll let you get back to your reading."

Leaning in, "Not to ruin the ending, but they die."

[drily,]

I'm not reading it for the story.

"Good," he says. "It's a depressing story." Grinning he stands, sketches a mock bow and heads off.

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