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*Meg comes downstairs at a steady pace. Her walk isn't hers.

Andrew follows, looking rather unhappy, but determined.*

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She doesn't know the blonde girl, but that doesn't stop her. Leia walks across the room.

"Hi, Andrew. Glad to see you."

*He blinks, a little startled.*

Really? Uh, I mean --

hi.

*Meg-who's-not-quite-Meg eyes Andrew.

And then eyes Leia.*

Friend . . . of yours, Andrew?

Uh ... I'm not sure. We only really met last night --

Meg, this is Princess Leia Organa, she's A -- she's Luke's sister. Leia, this is ... this is my girlfriend, Meg Giry.

sort of.

She doesn't miss Andrew's swift name change, and she's glad for his discretion.

"Pleased to meet you, Meg." Leia looks at her from nearly the same height, and smiles diplomatically.

"Andrew. You know a lot."

*Meg smiles back. Equally diplomatically, oh yes.*

You're the one . . . who was making Anakin and Val upset.

*Okay, maybe not so diplomatically.*

She looks at Andrew. "Another friend of Anakin's, I gather?"

Leia turns back to Meg, clearly not pleased. "Do you know the story too, or are you just making ill-formed assumptions?"

Uh -- look, this is kind of a complicated situation here, can we maybe ...

I've seen . . . some.

*Leia is actually probably lucky she caught Meg like she is right now, or Meg would be going on about the ro-bot liberation.*

I'm loyal . . . to my friends.

"Are you."

It's definitely the princess and the diplomat standing with them now.

She is. And so are you. It's not a bad thing.

And um that thing I said before about this being a complicated situation? It really, really is, and there's not enough time to explain both sides of it, so how about can we skip it and Leia was there something you wanted to ask me?

"I wanted to hear more about the things that you know, actually, but I get the idea that this might not be the best time."

*Meg raises her eyebrows.*

You can talk . . . in front of me. I don't . . . mind.

*Glaring? Oh yes.*

"I don't think it's really your business."

oh, for Frith's sake --

It's not like it's my business either, is it?

"Yes, but you already know about it, now don't you?"

Leia is clearly unhappy. "You know things I wouldn't have imagined anyone could!"

*And then Meg has spotted Alex, and is stalking off towards him.*

Uh -- look, I'm really sorry, there's no time to explain right now, can we do this another time?

*And throwing a helpless look of apology over his shoulder, he's off after Meg.*

Ah, dinner.

Warren sits at the bar and eats you.

...And wonders what's up with Andrew.

*Andrew spots Warren, and waves. It's a very eloquent wave, managing to convey relief, concern, and 'come over here a second, would you?' in remarkably few motions.*

*Meg smiles politely at Warren. He really doesn't concern her at the moment.

. . . that should tip you off, shouldn't it.*

Alas, it does not. Warren is used to lack of concern.

He reluctantly leaves half a plate of french fries for Andrew.

"Hey."

Greeting of the masses.

Hey.

You all right?

"Yes. Better," Warren insists. "Less with the dark, horrible, crippling depression, thanks."

Good.

Uh, just so you know -- Meg's kind of being Nick Knight right now, just until she finishes the duel to get Anthy back.

*Nick Knight!Meg ~~gives a cheerful wave~~ nods.*

No . . . teeth, though. So you don't need . . . to worry about . . . vampires.

Warren bobs his head.

"Oh? Uh, good.

...

What?"

-- just, last time Meg was somebody else it was a whole horrible thing, and it's not like that this time, it was on purpose and it's temporary.

So uh ... just wanted to let you know that.

*Because last time he'd been forbidden to tell. And this is not like last time, and he's trying to keep that uppermost in mind.*

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