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[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

The door opens slowly, like whoever's on the other side is trying to sneak in. That is, as a matter of fact, what the person on the other side is doing.

A small, brunette, pigtailed head pokes around the door, about level with the doorknob. Wide hazel eyes blink at the vastness of the bar. There's a pause, while the pigtails check to see if anyone on the other side is watching, and then comes in. The little girl can't be older than six, and might only be five - it's hard to tell.

Milliways, meet Princess Sarah Marilla Lucy Pevensie Blythe. Better known to those around here as April Cornwell.


[ooc: Okay, okay, you caught me. I figure that while April's out for a couple of days... She's very cute, very curious, very precocious, and very friendly. Come talk to her!]

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[slightlymonkish.livejournal.com]

Monk is a cop, so he has this sort of... sixth sense. It's like a Spidey sense, but not as cool. He knows when something's not right.

When he spies the child in the doorway, he blinks.

He's seen kids here, but --

"Hi there!"

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

She eyes him warily for a moment.

"Mommy says I'm not supposed to talk to strangers." There's a beat. "But I don't think it counts for you, because you're in my closet, like Aslan!"

:D

[slightlymonkish.livejournal.com]

... whut.

Well, there's only one way to handle this!

He kneels down close to her and smiles, offering his hand. "I'm Adrian."

There, they're not strangers anymore!

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"I am Princess Sarah Marilla Lucy Pevensie Blythe," she declares regally.

She holds out her hand innocently and delicately like she expects him to kiss it.

She's a special little thing.

[slightlymonkish.livejournal.com]

Monk blinks.

A Princess, you say?

He smirks and half-bows while still on his knee, and gives her hand the teeeeeensiest of kisses.

"Well, m'lady, it's a pleasure to meet you."

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

That gets a delighted giggle, hidden behind her hand.

"How'd you get in my closet? I know how Narnia got in the wardrobe, 'cause the wardrobe was made from a Narnia-tree. But how'd you get in my closet?"

[slightlymonkish.livejournal.com]

... now how does he explain this one?

He could tell her the truth, or he could... tell her a sort of truth that may not be the entire truth.

He leans close and drops his voice to a whisper as though he were about to tell her a secret of great importance. "Magic!"

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

Knox looks from his coffee and sees...a little girl. Coming in. By herself.

Why doesn't someone lock the door on the other side, he thinks to himself (and to no avail.) Might as well try to be useful.

He recalls the last time he met a child that young here. It was someone he knew as an adult. He was hoping the Bar wasn't being weird again as well as difficult.

"Er, hi."

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"Hello!" comes the cheerful response.

This is, obviously, much cooler than the normal inside of her closet.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Does your mommy know where you are?" That's what you're supposed to ask, right?

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

She nods energetically. "I'm in my closet!"

Finding a restaurant in your closet isn't too odd to a six year old who loves the Chronicles of Narnia.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Ummm, no. You're in...another place." Either that or she has the ultiamte in walk-in closets. "Not your closet. The door kinda brought you here. Through magic." Which is true. So why is he doubting his own words?

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"Like Narnia and Aslan!" she chirps. This is the most ace thing to happen to her ever.

[cute_bruiser]

A rather larger, but still small, brunette Princess, notices the newcomer.

It's the pink bunnyhat today, and this time a strawberry sparkles milkshake to match, complete with obligatory pink swirly loop-the-loop straw.

"Hi!"

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

This girl? This girl is ace. She's got a bunny hat and a swirly straw. April stares wide-eyed.

Molly is definitely the most impressive thing she's seen so far.

"Hi," she says shyly. Don't worry - it'll wear off soon enough.

[cute_bruiser]

"I'm Princess Powerful, but you can call me Molly," she says, one royal to another.

She takes a sip of milkshake.

"Are you new?"

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh." April nods, then remembers her manners.

"I'm Princess Sarah Marilla Lucy Pevensie Blythe."

Beat.

"You can call me Rilla."

[cute_bruiser]

Molly giggles. "Awesome. New people get a free drink, what d'you want?"

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"A milkshake!"

Because it's breakfast time. And she's usually not allowed to have milkshakes at breakfast time.

[oh-wowee.livejournal.com]

Huh oh. Kid in the bar.

This is Toki looking as inconspicuous as humanly possible for a man with a Flying V guitar strapped to his back and a funny moustache on his face.

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

The funny mustache is what gets noticed.

And then the guitar.

And Toki now has a rather precocious six-year-old staring at him thoughtfully.

"You look like a catfish," she says finally.

[oh-wowee.livejournal.com]

Startled, slightly annoyed Toki.

"You looks like a... little girl. Withs a hairs sticking out of her head likes ears." Best. Comeback. Ever.

Now, see, he can't be faulted for not knowing what to say, because how often is it that a rock star has a five year old little girl around him?

"Whats is that called, when you has your hairs like that?" Help the norwegian with his english?

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"They're called pigtails," she says in a slightly superior tone.

He's a grown up who doesn't speak right and doesn't know what pigtails are. She has a right to be superior.

[oh-wowee.livejournal.com]

"Pig's tails don't look like that." He said in a similar superior tone.

"Theys curl up like a corkscrew" He said, spinning his finger to emphasize his point.

"Why isn't they called Hair Ears or somesthing?"

[fallen-april.livejournal.com]

"Because they're not."

She ponders this for a moment, though. "When there's just one, it's a ponytail. So maybe they should just be double ponytails?"

Beware, Toki, next thing you know, she could be painting your nails pink.