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[iustus_rex]

Today is Wednesday.

Edmund starts work on Friday.

Bernard said he was to pick specials on his own.

He's fairly certain, having watched the other bartenders, that the specials ought to be somewhat original.

Which would be why Edmund has gone up to Bar and asked her a question quietly, and was not entirely surprised to get a very large book as an answer.

Also a pot of tea, because one can never go wrong with tea.

He takes his new acquisitions over to one of the couches, and makes himself comfortable.

It's a big book.

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[the_lioness]

*Alanna's eyebrows shoot up, but curiously, she does not blush. She tilts her head and makes an odd noise.*

Screaming o... *She trails off and looks at Edmund with wide eyes.* I'm not sure I would approve of that at all. Why are you studying this?

[iustus_rex]

"Looking for specials for Friday," he says.

Possibly not entirely helpfully.

Curiously, he's not blushing either.

Much.

[the_lioness]

Are you a bartender now too?

*She smiles, repositioning Myles. It would be rather nice having Edmund behind the bar.*

[iustus_rex]

"Yes, Bernard just hired me the other day. A bit of a surprise, but I'm looking forward to it."

[the_lioness]

Excellent! I'm delighted to hear it, and will probably pester you often. I like it when my friends tend bar. *She grins.* Have you met Indy, Mike and George? All bartenders.

[iustus_rex]

Edmund thinks, for a moment.

"I've... met an Indy, and a Mike, yes. I don't believe I've met a George, and I couldn't tell you if the two I have met are bartenders. I think that Mike had a broken leg? He was walking on his hands at the time. I suggested crutches instead, as there might be glass on the floor."

[the_lioness]

*Alanna laughs.* That's Mike for you. I don't think he sees the world quite the same way we do. He... *She shifts uncomfortably, not sure how to phrase this.* used to be a turtle.

George, however, did not. He's from Tortall as well, and one of my best friends.

[iustus_rex]

"I think he mentioned that, yes. At least it doesn't quite sound surprising?"

Edmund smiles.

"I look forward to meeting him at some point, then."

[the_lioness]

His brother Raph, also an ex-turtle, is on security. I never knew Raph with his shell, but I actually miss Mike-the Turtle. He was oddly endearing that way.

*She nods, eyeing the book again.*

George would be happy to help you out, I'm sure. He tends on Tuesdays.

[iustus_rex]

"-- pity I missed him last night, then."

Edmund shrugs.

"He was human when I met him, of course, but we did discuss it. I don't believe I'd ever met a Talking Turtle in Narnia."

[the_lioness]

But you've met other talking animals? *Alanna leans forward eagerly.* I can't recall if I've ever mentioned Faithful to you.

[iustus_rex]

"I... don't believe so?"

He raises an eyebrow.

"And yes, hundreds of them. In Narnia, not in England, of course."

[the_lioness]

Faithful was my cat. *She smiles down at Myles.* He was a gift from the Goddess and had eyes much like my own. Not everyone could understand him -unless he wanted you to- but I could. I miss him.

*She bites her lip, beyond intrigued.*

Really? *a pause* Have you given anymore thought to your drawings?