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Faith's in the bar, in a booth with food and coffee.

She's wearing headphones, but it's not music - it's a French language instruction tape.

Nick's being stubborn about the teacher thing.
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
The thing about wearing headphones is that it's hard to hear someone behind you. As Faith no doubt knows.

Simon has to lean into her booth just slightly and wave to get her attention.
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, that was me, and I wanted to thank you for trying to help. And to tell you you're not stupid. And to apologize for not waiting there, but the brown furry gentleman who thinks penguins are lunch was coming by again."
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"It was a young man calling himself Robin who, ah ..." Simon looks wry. "There's something about the phrase 'turned me into a penguin' that doesn't get any easier to say.... And it was Anthy who turned me back.

"And really, don't feel bad about it. You were the only one who even came close to figuring it out. The captain and Wash thought I was a performing bird."
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"As far as I could tell. I was trying to spell out 'HELP' with pretzel sticks, so they had some basis for that."
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
That? Is the sound of Simon doing a spit-take. Fortunately without anything actually in his mouth at the time.
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"...well, you've just answered the question of how I could have danced even less well than I did, so I'm grateful."
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[personal profile] simon_doctor 2005-08-23 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"...yeah. It really did."

That's definitely a grin.

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[identity profile] prince-arithon.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Arithon waves from his spot leaning against the bar.

[identity profile] prince-arithon.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
He touches his jaw, flips his hands in a shrug, and makes an expression that suggests it was his fault.

[identity profile] prince-arithon.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
He responds with a beautific smile.

[identity profile] prince-arithon.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
He ain't moving. He's comfortable leaning against the bar.

He blows her a kiss, and shakes his head.

[identity profile] prince-arithon.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
He thinks about it for a moment,

"Myself, indirectly."

[identity profile] prince-arithon.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
He sighs up at her and says,

"My fault, Jiask. I goaded him into it, to see how far I could push."