http://woolonyourface.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] woolonyourface.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar 2005-03-15 07:33 am (UTC)

Not so long ago, a proclamation like that would have earned Wolf rolling eyes and possibly a shove.

At it stood, he only got the rolling eyes, but there was a smile on her face, and she was still holding on tightly to his hand. They walked around the room looking for someone that looked like a server or bartender or something, but as luck would have it, there was no one around at that hour.

Virginia stopped, leaning against the bar and against Wolf's arm simultaneously, harrumphed, blowing air out of the corner of her mouth, and said, "What does someone have to do to get a room around here?"

A key suddenly materialized on the wooden counter, bearing the number 10.

"Oh. Ask."

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