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The Pam who's found herself in Milliways is a very different Pam than the one who made an appearance previously.

For one, this Pam is wearing considerably more clothing, even if it counts as what some of her co-workers would accuse her of being too "New York". (She still hasn't figured out what that even means.)

And, unlike the last time, this Pam is smiling. Quite widely, in fact, until her cheeks start hurting.

Because this Pam is entering Milliways through a door from her new home. Their home, she thinks to herself with a happy chuckle as she practically bounces toward the bar.

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"Exactly." He nods. "Creed is not allowed anywhere near us."

"As your future wife, I am putting my foot down on letting him near our children, too," she adds, grinning.

"Oh I thought that was implied." Jim grins back. "No one from the office is allowed near our kids."

"Especially if they can't do something as simple as clean out a microwave," Pam grumbles.

Jim winces. He's partially to blame as well...

He leans forward to kiss her instead. >.>

Pam's still pouting a bit, because the microwave still hadn't been taken care of, last time she checked, but when he kisses her, it definitely makes her forget all about dirty microwaves.

And much more about what a good kisser he is.

He slides his arms around her, drawing her in, taking the opportunity to distract her.

And distract her he does, very fully, until she's not even aware they're in Milliways anymore, because her brain is already thinking about doing other things.

... Jim's mouth has its own powers, one could say.

Oh yeeeeah. :|

He pulls back and drops a quick kiss to her cheek before grinning at her.

She's blushing, she knows it, and for whatever reason, she's tempted to look around for the cameras, but instead there's just him.

"You're the minx," she manages.

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