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Molly is sitting at a table in the bar with a kneazle enjoying some fish on the seat beside her, and a parchment and quill on the table in front of her. She's making lists.

Of course there is tea, and always a second cup for anyone who might like to join her.

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Cain laughs and returns her kiss.

"Who's Yrael? And that sounds like a useful talent!"

"Yrael is another bar patron who spends a lot of his time in cat form. I bit of a mischief maker, but he's always been very kind to me. He introduced himself to dragon while in cat form, and taught him how the bar works, apparently."

"In his... okay."

Cain nods, one hand gently rubbing her back as he listens.

"This place always has something new to show us."

He grins.

"What have you been doing, love?"

"Making a list of things to do before we leave."

She gestures to the parchment in front of her with a neat column written there.

"The top of the list is to find a kneazle sitter for Dragon. I'm thinking either Angela or Agnes. Angela hasn't been staying in the bar full time, though, so I suppose I should be looking for Agnes."

He nods at the list and grins.

"Sounds good. I hope it works out. Have you seen either of them?"

His hand just sort of accidentally ends up on her leg.

"Not yet. I haven't been down here very long. I slipped out while you were writing a letter or something."

She'd left him a note propped up against Mortimer, rather than disturb his work.

"Did you finish what you were working on?"

She turns slightly in her seat, and rests her hand on top of his 'accidental' one.

He grins.

"I saw that. Yes I did. But it will be a surprise for later."

He grins at her.

His hands plays with hers, fingers carressing hers.

She smiles softly at that. He loves to surprise her, and it's usually worth waiting for.

"What are you up to this evening? Any plans?"

"Nothing at all. Just you on my mind."

He grins at her.

"Any way I can persuade you away from this table?"

His eyes are tight on hers.

She looks down and sees that Dragon has finished his meal, and that the bathing portion of the even has commenced. He can do that just as easily upstairs.

"I don't know," she says, sounding serious. "I still have this list to finish. It'd have to be worth my while."

He leans in and kisses her softly, and trails kisses to her ear where he whispers.

"Bar gave me strawberries..."

Molly caps her ink at those words, and rolls up her parchment with the quill at the center.

She scoops Dragon up unceremoniously, and get to her feet.

"Lead the way."

He chuckles at that and rises, gives her a bow and a wink and then heads towards the stairs, thinking about strawberries and Molly and lots of soft things.

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