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[not_a_hologram]

It turns out that Al has a lot more time on his hands now that he doesn't have Tina on them. Not that he's complaining, mind you--her voice could take the paint off a battleship from half a mile away. He is very happy to be done with her again.

While it lasts, anyway.

In the meantime, he is settled in at a table near the bar, enjoying a cigar and some coffee. His only plans for the evening involve the sign placed before him on the table, that reads simply: Advice

Go on, ask him anything. He's probably got an answer. Either way, it's free.

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[works-in-space.livejournal.com]

"I think so. And given that she was out of my life entirely for a very long time, there isn't a rush." It's not like anything either of them does can change what was, or bring David back.

"Anyway, I think if you are serious about giving advice, I should get out of the way. Thanks for the friendly ear, Admiral. The next drink is on me."

[not_a_hologram]

"Hey, anytime," he says with a nod. "And good luck with her--I think you'll do fine."