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Ah so, here is the recovering alcoholic hippie, in the bar, at a booth, with real food. Yeah, totally. He's eating it very, very slowly, but he does have what appears to be a ham sandwich. And tea.

And a really big, really old book, compliments of ~~Nearly Wristless Rod~~ Roderick Usher.

He is also playing with a spoon, twirling it in one hand lazily.

Please annoy.

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"I've read about that. Even tried some, once, but I think it was really bad quality." He sighs. "I miss booze." His voice trapses upon the thin line nearly crossing into whining.

Raises.

Eyebrow.

"Y'know, the Bar's just there..."

Miniver stares at his teapot morosely.

"Promised Draco I wouldn't. I was in the infirmary for alcohol withdrawal. He'll KILL me if I go back now."

"Aaaaah. Well, good luck on that."

"Thanks." Mope. "So where ARE you from?"

"Britain. Died 517 AD, came in here...2000 and something."

"Whooooa. That's like... a really long time ago! Practically King Arthur's time! Groovy. I'm from America. 1967, though just barely."

Mordred's eyes darken at the mention of King Arthur.

"Yeah," he says, vaguely.

"That," Miniver gushes, "must have been WONDERFUL."

Ohhhh, Miniver.

"And what makes you say that? The man was an utter bastard."

"You knew him?"

Long stare.

Finally,

"Hard not to, when he was my father, doncha think?"

"Oh, shi--" Miniver promptly falls off his chair.

Well, he's never had that reaction so far, so he snorts.

"You're Mordred," Miniver says. "Jeeze. Random told me you were here but... jeeze."

"Hi. And you are...?"

"Oh. Sorry. Miniver Cheevy." He scrambles back to his seat. "Of not-famous-at-all and having-nothing-to-do-with-anyone-you-knew-when-you-were-alive fame." Heh heh...

"An excellent way to be. Being famous is overrated."

"Is it? Why? Oh, because people fall off things when they find out who you are?"

"That was actually fun. No, it's more...they think they know you, and what you've done and why."

Miniver possibly eyedarts a little.

"I take it you disagree."

"Well, I do."

"You don't think that by knowing what you did, some people don't understand why?"

"Most people adore King Arthur."

That's a 'no', Cheevy.

"Then why'd you do it if not so people would understand?"