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[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val walks in the bar, goes behind the counter and rescues a mug of tea. For some odd reason, the mug has a huge heart and smiley face on it. She grimaces at it, and sticks her tongue out at the mug. It would seem that the girl is in a rather poor mood for some odd reason. She takes her tray and sits on a bar stool sullenly. For some reason, it looks like it's going to be a long night.

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[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

*Monkey ambles up to Val* Fa Lin Tian! Hello! *He pounces and hugs her*

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val chuckles and manages to put her tea down before she is hugged, giving him a hug back. "Hey there, Monkey. How are you tonight?"

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

*Monkey is furry and pretty good for hugging* I danced! It was fun. *He does a somersalt*

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val grins. "Oooh, who did you dance for tonight?"

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

*Monkey briefly changes shape to look like Yrael in his human form, then back* A monkey dance, not a lion dance. Do you like to dance?

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

Mordred appears on the opposite side of the counter, sitting on the stool with his head proped up by his hand. Sunglasses perched jauntily on his head.

"You don't look happy, miss."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val looks up, shrugging a bit. "Tired mainly. I apologise for my sullen mood." She cracks a small smile. "Can I get you anything?"

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Lemonade? Real lemonade and none of this canned nonsense?" He asks hopefully.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val's eyes twinkle, and she stands. "Coming right up." She walks into the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a small pitcher of lemonade, and a glass. It is quite good lemonade, just the perfect mix of sweet and lemon. "Here you go. My little brother and I had a lemonade stand one summer, and it took us a week to get the right combination of tastes." She grins. "I think my older brother hates lemonade now."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He gives her a boyish grin. "Hate lemonade? Odd person." Still, he pours himself a glass and takes just a sip.

The grin widens into one of pure pleasure.

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

Nick practically swoops down when he sees Val and immediately presents her with one of the black bags which have made the rounds tonight. The scent of freshly baked cookie wafts temptingly from the bag. He smiles at her and hold the bag out for her to take.

"Happy Saint Nicholas' Day."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val reaches out, taking the bag, and sniffing at it. "Mmm, Nick, that smells -wonderful- Happy Saint Nicholas' day to you as well." She grins, facepalming. "This means I have to do something for Saint Valentine's Day, doesn't it?"

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

Nick grins with a roll of his eyes.

"Of course. But not before you try one of the cookies."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

She chuckles and reaches into the bag and takes a cookie, munching it thoughtfully. "Holy frell, Nick, these cookies are awesome."

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

"They're an old recipe from a friend. There's lots of expensive ingredients...as well as happy memories."

He puts his hand on her shoulder and rubs just a litte in concern. He remembers the other night.

[wine-women-song.livejournal.com]

*Sliding into a seat next to Val rather non-chalantly, he coughs, looking at the glasses stacked behind the bar*

Taking a break, are we?

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val looks over and chuckles. "Hey, Dionysus. Yeah, taking a bit of a break." She looks a bit sheepish. "Been a lot to do around here since Bar's been asleep."

[wine-women-song.livejournal.com]

Understandably. I regret that I have not been around as much lately.

*He runs a hand through his hair, a little tiredly as well.*

It would seem that Bernard is up and on his feet again, though.

*Looking over Val's shoulder, he nods to where Bernard is walking down into the bar (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/1793691.html?mode=reply).*

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val turns around and smiles gently. He doesn't look all that good. "Eep! It's the boss. Better look busy." With a wink and Dionysus, she gets up and starts washing the glasses behind the bar. She meant to do that anyway. "It's so wonderful to see him back. I'll go say hi when he doesn't look so, uh, cranky."

[wine-women-song.livejournal.com]

*Snickering, he leans over the bar and mock-whispers to Val*

I think that anyone would have their day lightened a little by having you around.

*Winking playfully he sits back down and takes a sip from his flask. He then notices a note on the board for him and takes it down, reading it. A smile later, he folds the note and slips it in a pocket, mumbling to himself.*

Secret santa...interesting.

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

Seeing Val make a face at the mug Isabel blinks. "Let me help you with that." She waves a hand over it and makes the smile a frown and the heart turn black. "I think you'll find it less offensive now."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val chuckles for a moment. "Thanks, Isabel. That makes things ever-so-much better. How're things going? How's Warren?"

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"Good? I think...I don't know." She sighs. "We've officially acheived boyfriend/girlfriend status...but...I keep feeling like I'm doing something wrong..."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val raises an eyebrow. "Oh? Why's that?" She looks concerned, putting the mug down and giving her full attention to the other girl. Her mind, however, can't help but wonder what 'status' she and Luke had.

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"I don't know. Things'll be going great and suddenly he gets all weird and it has to be something I'm doing wrong.'