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*Polly wanders over*

Hey.

*smiles*

Hello.

*Polly smiles*

I thought maybe you could use someone to talk to, Besides you're in one of my favorite spots in the bar. I'm Polly.

*She gestures to a chair*

I can always use someone to talk to. I'm Bethany.

*Polly sits*

Yeah, me too. Nice to meet you, Bethany.

Nice to meet you too, Polly. What brings you to Milliways?

The stagedoor at a Deep Purple concert. I got here three months ago and I have been stuck ever since. What about you?

I came in through the door of my clinic. I seem to be able to come and go as I please now.

Clinic? You a doctor or somethin'?

Helen wanders over, with pegasus and tea. "Hi there."

She smiles and looks in wonder at the pegasus.

"Hello there. Who's your friend?"

Helen smiles. "This is Melina. She's a pegasus." Helen holds out a hand, smiling happily. "I'm Helen."

"Hi, Helen, I'm Bethany."

She shakes her hand then holds it out to Melina to sniff.

"And hello, Melina."

Helen smiles, warmly. "Where are you from?"

Melina nuzzles Bethany, happily.

"I'm from New Jersey. How about you."

She scritches Melina and grins.

Helen grins back. "I am from Sparta, Greece. Pretty place. Where is New Jersey?"

Melina lays her ears back. She is in Seventh Heaven :-P!

"Wow. What's it like there."

She keeps up the scritches.

"New Jersey is in America. ONe of the smaller states."

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Zeke does. Go him.

"How're you and the passenger, Bethany?"

She smiles up at him.

"We're great. Eight weeks along now. Only 32 to go. How have you been, Zeke?"

"Considering the only person I've really spoken to is you for the last few weeks, pretty good."

He grins at her, and then at her stomach.

"You?"

Then he looks at her.

"You?"

He grins.

"She makes me eat more peanut butter than I've had since the third grade, and I've been thinking of cutting back my work schedule for a bit. Take a partial vacation."

"Sounds like a plan. I don't see the Almighty working things out so you end up with Welfare Saviour or anything, so the chilling out a bit might be for the best."

He sips on his beer and smiles at her.

"And there is nothing wrong with peanut butter. Try having a craving for it for three years."

"Yeah, I think so too. I need to get the nursery set up and do some research anyway."

She orders some of the pink juice from Jeremy.

"I guess there's no peanut butter in Hell. Sorry."

She pats his hand.

He snorts and laughs.

"I'm sure there is, but the inmates sure as heck don't get any of it."

He grins at her.

"Don't worry about it. I, uh, I kinda deserved it. I mean...I wouldn't be there if I didn't, right?"