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[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val is sitting at a table, scribbling furiously. She seems frustrated, but not as pissed off as she was last night. Every so often, she closes her eyes, puts on a pair of headphones and leans back, seemingly trying to memorize some music.

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[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

A Pegasus wanders up to Val and pokes her shoulder a few times with its nose.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val turns and pets the Pegasus gently, grinning. "Well, hello, there Melina. Where's your mommy?"

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen smiles and follows Melina over to Val. "Hi there. How is everything for you?"

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val grins, waving a hand at the other seats at her table. "Hey, Helen. Have a seat if you'd like. I'm doing well. How's about you?"

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen takes a seat happily, setting her tray on the table. "I've been alright, helping with the renovation." She produces an apple for Melina.

"How are wedding plans going?" she asks, excitedly.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val grins. "I've heard the renovations are going well. What have you been doing?" She looks a bit sheepish. "Wedding planning's going well. It's going to be postponed, cause, um, the date kinda crept up on me."

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen smiles. "I have been counting up all the stuff, making sure all the parts are there. It's actually harder work than it sounds..." Her eyes grow wide. "Awwww, I know planning can be hard. When will it be now?"

Melina tries out the paper on the table. I wonder how this tastes...

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Melina, you don't really want to eat that." She attempts to rescue her paper from the Pegasus' mouth. "Well, sounds like you've been really useful." A grin. "I dont' know when it'll be, actually, Probably another week or so. I need to talk to Luke."

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen Snaps her fingers and Melina returns to her side, returning Val's notebook to Val. "Well, I still look forward to it! I hope it all goes well. Time is always a bit tricky..."

[b-hawkins.livejournal.com]

A filthy, dusty 18-year old watched her quietly, simply out of curiousity.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val has a nasty tendancy to be oblivious unless she's actually trying to look around. She scribbles some more at her paper, and bops to the music. Perhaps she should be talked to.

[b-hawkins.livejournal.com]

Hawkins, curiousity eventually getting the better of him, came over.

"Hey."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val looks up from her papers and smiles, taking off he headphones. "Oh, hey there. Can I get you something?" A gentle smile. "Have a seat if you'd like."

[b-hawkins.livejournal.com]

He sat down. "I'm fine." He paused. "Hawkins." He offered his ahnd for shaking.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val takes his hand and shakes it firmly. "Valentine Wiggin. It's nice to meet you, Hawkins." She smiles. "I don't beleve I've met you before. Have you been around here long?"

[b-hawkins.livejournal.com]

"Couple of months. I come and go." She might notice that he didn't smile back- his common facial expressions usually remain in the stormy or troubled gradients. Every now and then it reaches something neutral, though. It's more that obvious that he isn't smiling simply to be rude, though.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Her expression is gentle, smiling. "Well, let me welcome you to the bar, even though you've been here before. So, Hawkins, tell me about your where and when."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia walked up and gave Val a shy wave. "Hi. Bernard told me to come to you about a waitressing job?"

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val's eyes twinkle. "Ooooh, you want a job?" A grin. "I got Bernard's note. I'd love to have you on staff if you'd like a job."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"That would be great," Virginia said. "Wolf and I need to support the baby somehow. Until we get out at least. Only thing is if I'm still here in eight months--which I hope not--I'm going to need maternity leave. But I doubt I'll be here that long. I hope."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val chuckles. "I think we can handle maternity leave." Her eyes twinkle. "Frell, in about a week, I'm taking a bit of time off because of my wedding. It won't be a problem at all. It'll be good for you and Wolf, because you'll have a room in the staff quarters. Well, when it's done, that is." A grin, and Val turns to Bar. "Bar, can you get Virginia a tray?"

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

A tray appeared, white like ice and yet covered in green designs that looked like vines, and little roses, red as blood.

She raised her eyebrows at it and picked it up. "Well, I guess it's back to business as usual then."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val grins. "Welcome to Milliways staff, Virginia. If you need anything, or have problems with patrons, feel free to come find me. I'm almost always around." She gestures to the kitchen. "The kitchen's over there, and you can get stuff from there. Otherwise, just ask Bar, she'll get you whatever you need." Val grins.

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"Gotcha." She paused and then asked, "How do they tip around here?"

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

"Um, you know, I haven't ever thought about that." She boggles for a moment. "We're basically on a salary, along with room and board. Um. When people tip, Bar just adds it to our tabs." She points at Virginia's, which is now adjusted to show her current bar-employment. "Bar takes care of everything, she's good like that."