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Kim looks back. There's a Hyde in the bar. And she still has his hat.

Hyde doesn't actually seem to notice her, and that's not to be difficult - his head is slightly tilted and he's staring up and into space.

Kim wonders how to get his attention.

Well she could...always walk over and snap her fingers in front of his face.

In lieu of that, he seems to be looking around the bar again, so it's probably just a matter of time.

Kim looks back over at him and smiles.

Hyde gives her a pursed-lip smile back, nodding just a little.

She stands up and heads over. "Hey,"

"Hey."

He's still got his arms folded and hasn't moved much in the last ten minutes or so. He doesn't sound unfriendly, but not exactly inviting either.

"Is it hard to stand still like that?"

"Not really."

Although Hyde does shift his legs slightly.

She smiles a bit. "Wouldn't a chair be more comfortable?"

"I like it here."

Hyde clears his throat. It's just something he does.

"Easier not to be a part of things."

Instinctively, Kim looks around the bar. "Yeah I kind of know what you mean."

From a girl who basically spent three days in bed.

Hyde's kinda sizing her up. Maybe he senses something like that about her.

"So what's your excuse for still being here, man?"

She sighs. "Still can't leave. Bound, stuck, whatever they call it. So you've been away?"

"Oh. Right."

Hyde shrugs his shoulders a little. "Yeah. Surprised I could get here at all, actually. Go figure."

"So how'd you get here this time?" She spent an entire weekend wishing she could leave.

"Uh..."

He scratches his frizzy head, then the side of his nose.

"...Truth be told, I'm not entirely sure."

[ooc: Gotta run, slowtime?]

She tilts her head. "What were you doing before you were here?"

[OOC: Sure, I'll do my best...]

Hyde bites his lip.

"Can't tell you that. Top secret."

She raises an eyebrow. "Top secret?"

Shady sidles up, as she tends to do, and leans against the wall to follow his gaze outward.

"See anything interesting tonight?"

"I do now."

Hyde slowly turns his head to look at her, offering a smile, nearly private smile.

"Hey Shady."

She has to look up to smile back.

"It's been awhile. How're you?"

Hyde chews on his lower lip a touch.

"I'm, uhhhhh..."

He seems distracted, honestly. And paranoid.

"...I'm alright."

"Buy you a drink tonight or are you otherwise engaged?" she asks, waggling her eyebrows at him.

Hyde grins a little at her. And despite the shades, gets a touch of a wild gleam in his eye.

"Tell ya what. Go get us some stuff from the bar - bottles, cans, whatever. I know someplace we can go."

She raises an eyebrow and looks a little dubious.

And goes to get a bottle of whiskey for him and the usual for her all the same.

There may just be a little of a glint back at him, too.

"Lead on, if you will."

Hyde grabs onto her upper arm, takes a paranoid glance around, and sneaks over to the super-sekrit-get-into-the-garage part of our show.

Unfortunately I can't remember exactly where it is, but trust me, he gets there. Oh, an elevator is involved. I know that much.

And now Shady and Hyde and their bottles are down in the vast interstellar parking garage below Milliways.

Shady blinks and takes a little step back.

"Whoah."

She scans the garage, intrigued. There's all sorts of cars, naturally, and she doesn't recognize a damned one of them.

Hyde doesn't give her a chance to look around. He's practically vaulting over to one particular car, a shiny black '70s El Camino.

The doors are open, and he opens the driver's side and pants, "Get in."

She slides in and shuts the door but doesn't stop looking around.

Where the hell are we? And, more importantly, where the hell are we going?

Could it be that our level elf looks a little bit ill at ease?

"Nice," is what comes out, and it is despite the unfamiliarity. Sleek and black just like he'd told her.

Hyde shoves in a tape of Stand! by Sly and the Family Stone as he puts the key into the ignition, and revvs up the car.

"Fasten your seatbelts, it's gonna be fucking weird as hell," he tells her, and slams on the gas.

Somewhere down near the bottom of the garage, an opening is opening.

And out there is open space. The final frontier?

And out there is somewhere else entirely...