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milliways_bar2005-01-17 03:42 pm
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Ace tromps down the stairs in true tweenager style, the rucksack she had acquired from the bar slung over her shoulder. She has her notes again, but she doesn't look as annoyed as usual about them. Remembering that life at the bar proper usually is much more interesting than life in her favorite booth, she hops up on a bar stool.
"Mmmmm... bangers and mash.... and... a cuppa." she orders. What appears is decidedly not bangers and mash. There is an abundance of fresh fruit, and a nice ham sandwich. She stares at the meal, then at the bar.
"You've been talking to the Professor, 'aven't you." she mutters, but decides it's better to eat the meal rather than argue with a semi-sentient piece of furniture. There are some battles that just can't be won.
"Mmmmm... bangers and mash.... and... a cuppa." she orders. What appears is decidedly not bangers and mash. There is an abundance of fresh fruit, and a nice ham sandwich. She stares at the meal, then at the bar.
"You've been talking to the Professor, 'aven't you." she mutters, but decides it's better to eat the meal rather than argue with a semi-sentient piece of furniture. There are some battles that just can't be won.