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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy walks in, a little stiffly, and scans the room.*

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[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

Tiffany watches Anthy from somewhere by the bar.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*When Anthy's eyes land on Tiffany, she gives her a slightly confused smile. Then she heads to the bar for tea, which coincidentally puts her within speaking distance.*

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

"Has your hair always been like that?"

To give her credit, she says it as politely as possible.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy looks confused.*

Like what? It got a little tangled yesterday, in the wind, but I tried to brush it out --

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

"Purple, I mean."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course.

*eyes her*

How did you get yours brown?

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

Tiffany eyes her right back.

"The same way you got yours purple," she says.

"Are you a fairy?"

She has a frying pan, in case Anthy says yes.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy's eyeing does not cease, but it acquires an extra layer of confusion.*

That depends. What's a fairy?

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

"If you were one, wouldn't you know?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Lots of people don't know what they are.

*Anthy tilts her head.*

And there are lots of names for the same thing, especially here.

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

"Well, do you live in a world where it's always winter, and is your queen fond of stealing children?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy thinks for a while.* No.

So I'm not a fairy? *She glances at the frying pan.*

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

"Probably not."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Are you?

[aching-all-over.livejournal.com]

"No. I'm a witch."

[http://users.livejournal.com/futureperfect_/]

Iris waves from her booth where she's just finished up a 3-D castle puzzle. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/4180728.html)

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She glides over, intercepting Anthy with a mild frown. "Why are you moving so?"

She shakes her head at herself. "Asking you what happened is useless, and I apologize. Instead, can I ask a favor?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy just looks confused.*

. . . Yes?

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She sighs with a smile. "I need a dozen roses, friday night. Could I get them from you?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course. What color?

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

"A mix of them, if you please." She smiles.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

All right. *Anthy smiles, a little absently, and nods.* I'll remember.

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She smiles and gives Anthy a hug. "Thank you."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Anthy waits for the hug to end before she says,* You're welcome.

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She kisses Anthy's forehead happily and glides away.