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[the_lioness]

*Alanna walks in the front door and removes her dusty cloak, shaking it out behind her. Talking to herself, she knocks her boots against the door frame. Large chunks of mud come off, and she wipes her hands on her black breeches. She glances around with a blank smile, taking a seat at the bar and ordering a large breakfast with plenty of coffee.

It's raining rather heavily in Corus.*

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[last_adam]

*He reaches out and moves her hands aside, giving the nose a tweak.*

Not yet. I'm not sure when he'll be back, to be honest.

[the_lioness]

*Her smile widens, and she bumps her shoulder against his.*

Well, don't work too hard. As long as no books are sold, he'll be happy, so maybe you should just keep the shop closed.

*She bites her lip, laughing softly.*

[last_adam]

*He laughs.*

I wouldn't go that far, but yeah. He should be fine with the shop. I think I might be doing too good a job keeping customers away, though. Gets a bit boring after a while.

[the_lioness]

So perhaps it is you that needs entertaining. *She grins.* Chasing customers away sounds like great fun to me. I think I'd be good at it.

[last_adam]

Maybe you should come help out. *he beams at her* I can't pay you, but I'll buy you dinner.

[the_lioness]

*Grinning, she nods eagerly.*

I'd love to. *pause* Do I have to wear a tunic and hose?

[last_adam]

*Adam laughs.*

No, not unless you want to.

[the_lioness]

*Alanna eyes her legs and fiddles with the top of her boot.*

...No, not especially. I have appropriate clothes somewhere. A skirt Bar gave me for New York... I think it can loosely be called that.

*She smiles.*

[last_adam]

A skirt? That's news. I mean, I'm sure it's great.

[the_lioness]

*Alanna's eyebrows shoot up, and she lifts a hand to fiddle with her hair, flushing. That sounded a lot like something Liam would say. Swallowing, she glances at the ground.*

Yes, a skirt. I do wear them on occasion. Maybe I'll show you sometime.

*She shrugs.* I think it looks nice.

[last_adam]

I'm sure it does. You could wear it... to dinner.

[the_lioness]

That was the plan. *She licks her lips and smiles.* When?

[last_adam]

Thursday?

[the_lioness]

I like Thursdays. *Alanna grins.* Thursday it is. Good, now I have something to think about besides Ramon. Thanks.

[last_adam]

I do what I can.

*And with a grin, he hops down from his bar stool.*

[the_lioness]

*Biting her lip, she looks at him for a moment, a question in her eyes.*

I guess... I'll see you soon. Take care of yourself, okay?

[last_adam]

*He pauses, looking at her, not sure what to say, or what she wants to say.*

Soon.

[the_lioness]

*She swallows and nods, panicking a bit.*

Yes. Okay. Bye, Adam.

[last_adam]

*He reaches out and grabs her hand, giving it one last squeeze, not quite wanting to go, but knowing he has to.*

[the_lioness]

*She smiles and squeezes back, reaching around for her mug as she jumps off the stool. Another quick wave, and she trots off toward the office.*