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Faith's in the bar, on the piano. Jazz tonight. At the moment, 'God Bless The Child,' and she's singing along.

Her Security Badge is clipped to her shirt, and her hair is braided again.

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"Bound." Faith shrugs. "Usually means there's something you need to learn, or something you're needed for. There're people here who've been Bound for years - I was bound for five months, myself."

"But you could go back?" She looks towards the space in the wall where her door used to be. "Oh... dear." She bites a perfectly painted lip worriedly.

"I got Unbound. You might too."

"I hope it doesn't take too long," she says, tugging at her gloves at the fingers. "My poor Roger gets into such trouble on his own..."

"Boyfriend?"

"Husband," she says proudly. "Best thing that ever happened to me."

"Oh. Well...congratulations, then. I don't have one of those."

Beat.

"Don't have a boyfriend anymore either."

"You're a pretty girl," Jessica says candidly. "Shouldn't take you long to find a better one."

"There was nothing wrong with the old one. We're still friends. It just...wasn't meant to be, I guess."

"I wish you luck wih that."

Cynical and jaded? Her?

Why, yes. Absolutely.

"Thanks. Right now, though, I'm not so much looking for that as I am having quite a bit of fun with a couple of good friends."

"That's the way to do it," she says approvingly. "Have fun. And if it doesn't work the first time... you bounce."

Faith nods.

"Yep. Learn what you can, get out before it gets too painful."

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