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Elizabeth Weir is in a far better mood than she has been since she found herself bound in Milliways.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that it's a lovely day outside.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she didn't even think to try the main door today, to go back to her world.

Or maybe it's that she's on her third candy bar.

The options are many; the answers are few.

At any rate, she finds herself a barstool, breaking off a piece of chocolate from her newest bar and popping it into her mouth before ordering a root beer.

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.... yay?

It's hard to say whether the surprised cast to his expression has to do with the music or the .... who are we kidding? It's the 'yay' that does it. Still, he nods. "NOt bad at all," he allows as he listens. "When's this supposed to come around again?"

"Early in '73, out of Boston Massachusetts. If you stay in the US for a little while longer, you can hear them as they take over the radio."

He's not actually stationed in the States at the moment, UN designation or not, but he sees no real reason to bother her with that fact.

"I'll keep it in mind," he promises instead.

A headnod of approval, and Elizabeth lets the CD move onto "Big Ten Inch Record".

Elizabeth giggles -- giggles -- and changes the song before the lyrics advance too far.

That's a good thing. He's willing to accept a fair amount, but.... we've seen the lyrics. Thankfully, the giggles catch his attention instead.

"I say, Elizabeth, are you quite certain you're feeling yourself today?"

Elizabeth appears to stop and ponder his question seriously for a moment.

She leans forward then, over the stereo that seperates herself and the Brigadier.

"I think so," Elizabeth replies with a smile. "Is it so bad that I'm in a decent mood?"

Never in his life has he been the sort to back down. Ever.

"No, I suppose not. It does seem rather novel, that's all."

"I'm stuck at a bar. It's the least I can do to not mope. Novelty isn't such a bad idea."

"You know you could relax a little too. That would be novel."

"Elizabeth," he says in perfect seriousness, "I am relaxing."

"Then you should let me call you Al."

"I don't believe you've ever expressed the slightest interest before."

"Shame on me."

Smirking, 'The Other Side' in the background.

"Maybe I should start."

He's not really listening to the music at this point.

"You seem to be starting a lot of things today."

"Seemed like the opportune moment."

Elizabeth leans forward the rest of the way, and almost lands on the Brigadier's mouth, pulling away just as quickly.

"I'll leave the stereo here hope you like the Aerosmith I'll see you later Al bye," and Elizabeth's on her feet and heading off, not really knowing what else to do with herself.

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