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[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

Trillian's at a table.

With a bunch of boxes.

Going through them. One item at a time. Most of the things in the boxes are, in fact, rocks.

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[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

"... I never thought of that. Brill, Michael."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He grins. "I try."

[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

"If you come across anyone." Trillian smiles at him, jotting something down on her notepad - in Aurebesh. "Not sure if chemists run rampant, I haven't been taking polls - but if there is one, send 'em my way."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"I'll ask around", he promises with a grin.

[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

"I'll owe you one."

Beat.

"... Y'know, again."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Nah." He waves it off. "We still owe you for what you did."

[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

"I didn't do anything special. Just what I do, really. Max got me out of a sticky situation."

Max put her in it, too, but that's not the point. Besides, she offered.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Then it's a whole big... payback thing. We do that."

[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

"Everyone can just owe everyone else for all eternity," Trillian sums up.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He grins wryly. "Something like that."

[mctrillian.livejournal.com]

"Hoopy."