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[bringonthewonder]

Angela needed a break. She needed a break from the lab, from the smell of dead alligator, and from Zach, who is trying to figure out how to move from being someone's coworker to being someone's superior with all his usual skill at anything involving social skills.

Which is to say, not much skill at all.

She has coffee and a confortable chair.



[OOC: Mun is spending an afternoon off of work cleaning and doing laundry. Replies may be a bit slow, but tags are most welcome.]

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[parkerlee]

Parker, on the other hand, is a virtual artist when it comes to social skills.

Which is why Angela receives a friendly smile and a "Hello" as Parker settles into the next comfy chair over with a cup of coffee and a book.

[bringonthewonder]

"Good afternoon," says Angela, with a friendly smile right back.

"Good book?"

[parkerlee]

"Pretty good."

Parker grins and unashamedly holds up her paperback, the cover of which promises prose of the splashy, trashy, entertaining variety.

High literature it's not. But it's a lot more fun.

"It's not a school book, which sort of makes it good by default."

Midterms and all.

[bringonthewonder]

Angela glances at the cover and grins. "I'm not sure it possible to actually get into that pose without doing serious damage to your vertebrae, or at least getting one hell of a crick in your back, but looks like promising book."

[parkerlee]

Parker cocks her head, studying the cover art. "It does look like a recipe for spraining something. But maybe she's into that sort of thing."

She hasn't read enough of the book yet to know for sure.

"I'm Parker," she adds. "I'm kind of new here."

[bringonthewonder]

"Angela," she provides. "And I'm not exactly a longtime visitor myself. "Washington, DC. Earth or a version thereof. 2007.

"And now I'm wondering if there's a market for romance novels for masochists."

[parkerlee]

"Hey, me too." Milliways really is a surprisingly small place at times. "I'm from Denver, but I go to college in a town called Neptune. It's just outside of San Diego."

Parker lays down her book and reaches for her coffee cup.

"And I'm sure there is. One of my professors say that if a fetish exists there will be a market to support it. And God, but there are some bizarre ones out there."

[bringonthewonder]

"I know a girl from Neptune," says Angela. "It's really a very small end of the universe, isn't it?"

Angela says nothing about odd enthusiasms. She is, after all, happily dating a guy who likes to smell her hair and consideres unidentified particulates to be two of the most beautiful words in the English language (and probably considers substances particulaires inconnues three of the most beautiful words in French).

[parkerlee]

"Tell me about it. I think every other person I've talked to here knows the guy I'm seeing."

A slight exaggeration. But only a slight one.

"What's her name? The girl from Neptune?"

[bringonthewonder]

"Hannah Griffith. Tall, blonde, sixteen.

"What's the name of the guy you're seeing?"

[parkerlee]

If this wasn't Milliways, Parker would ask what the odds were that Angela would mention a name she recognized. But Milliways tends to shoot the odds to hell.

"I've met her. Once. I actually met her here."

Neptune High students don't seem to hang out at Hearst much.

"His name is Logan Echolls. And I think he knows half the people here. He's been coming here a lot longer than I have."

[bringonthewonder]

Angela hasn't met him.

But she raises an eyebrow nonetheless.

"Logan Echolls?"

She's heard of him.

[parkerlee]

"Yeah." Parker's response is just a bit wary.

Because of course the name Logan Echolls is not exactly unfamiliar to people in her world. Provided they pay any attention to entertainment news.

And people tended to react to it in a mix of ways.

Parker's parents, for example, hadn't been impressed.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

Jack, who looks overtired, to say the least, spots her coffee and, and, and....

"That looks like a remarkably good idea."

[bringonthewonder]

She glances up, then grins.

"Thanks. It's not quite as good an idea as, say, a margarita, but the federal government is oddly particular about its employees not being intoxicated at work. For some reason.

"Coffee works in the meantime."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"I don't need to be drunk. I need to be awake."

He flags a rat and collapses into an arm chair, curling his legs up underneath himself.

[bringonthewonder]

"In that case, coffee is definitely the best idea. Unless you've got a way to inject the caffeine straight into your veins, I guess."

She pauses. She's willing to bet either Zach or Hodgins knows one.

"Rough day?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"Yes."

He laughs, and rubs his cheek a little, with an embarassed sigh.

"I'm afraid so."

[bringonthewonder]

"I'll tell you about mine if you tell me about yours," she offers. "Or I'll tell you about mine and you can be glad yours doesn't involve a dead alligator, at least, probably not. What are the odds, after all?

"Angela Montenegro. We seem to have skipped that part, so I should double back for it."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"Jack of the Frost I think I know someone in love with you."

He thinks. The name, Angela, made him think of churches so he remembered.

"Whatshisname."

[bringonthewonder]

And there's that L word again. She's not at all sure that she's ready for that word to be thrown around with the reckless abandon Hodgins likes to throw it around.

Of course, it's possible that there are other people who might describe themselves as "in love with" Angela Montenegro. She really hopes, though, that they're not here.

"Well," says Angela, "if his name isn't Jack Hodgins, I'm going to have to hope you remember or I'm going to have to learn to live with curiosity."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"That might have been it. Jack something, anyways."

Jack is too tired to pretend at tact- he usually misses it by a good foot at the best of times.

"Either way, he seemed lovely."

[bringonthewonder]

"Did he mention bugs? Slime? Dirt? Because then, that would be Hodgins, and yes, he's lovely. Thank you.

"I should take that Jack of the Frost thing literally, right?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/]

"Yes, of course. This is Milliways, after all."

An embarassed smile.

"That would be him."

[bringonthewonder]

He gets an easy smile in return. "The fact that it's Milliways doesn't mean there can't be some random guy here from Peoria who thinks he's you. Of course, if that were the case, answer would be the same. So probably a pointless question.

"Anyway, it's very nice to meet you, Jack."