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Bernard's in the bar, at Bar but not behind her, so don't ask him for a drink.

Coffee.

Washington Post.

Not a bad mood.

[ooc: Closed to new threads. Back late tonight. @_@]

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Aeryn hides her blush by beaming at Andrei. Seems her emotions and blushing reflex were out of control today.

"Indeed, very useful for smelling things."

Aeryn 'State the obvious' Sun strikes again.

"Is it bad?"

A sigh. "I know. Nymphadora's thinking of popping down to Rome to see him."

Well, no more along the lines that, uhm, well...

*He rubs the back of his head.*

By coming here I shattered my own timeline of what was supposed to happen. So every now and then, I have to go back and change things myself. Like I just did to save my mother from dying.

Bernard snickers a little.

"Yes. Also keeps you from having a big hole in your face."

If she decides to, will you let me know? I'll send him a letter or a prank or something.

*He grins, and winks.*

He coughs.

"Ah. So did I, in fact. But I don't tend to go back."

Val nods. "I'm going to talk to a few people who I had talked to before, and make sure about things, and I'll report back." She smiles faintly. She has a Plan of sorts now.

"That's true."

She pauses for a second, then grins brightly and offers a cold hand.

"Thank you for hiring me, Bernard. I really enjoyed working here."

"You can use my owl to write him anytime you want, Adam."

Right.

*Tim blinks, then shudders.*

Could you imagine if the Timelords had to enforce here? Cause so many people broke out...

Bernard shakes, his smile faltering at how cold her grasp is.

"Thanks for working here. Hopefully I'll see you again."

"I never thought of that." She said with a grin.

"Thank you for the advice, I'd best be off and see if I can calm him down."

A tiny hand was waving around for something to clutch and Aeryn stuck a finger in it.

Plans are Good Things.

"All right." Another grin. "I'm always here."

"Just--" He catches her eye before she goes.

"Relax. If you're nervous, he'll feel it, and he'll fuss." He looks around. "Look, Nymphadora has like a library of baby books. Do you need anything?"

"I hope so too," she says with a bright grin. "It sure is a great place, this. I'll miss everyone."

With a final smile, she heads towards the door.

Really? That would be great. I wanted to ask him about the possibility of working on some books while he was gone.

"I'll be alright. It's only my first time. I'll improve."

She would do nothing to put Andrei in harm's way. Then she was gone.

"We're out of their jurisdiction."

Firm.

Thank god for that.

*He ponders a moment, watching the door. Bernard seems ina good mood. It's been a couple of months. Is now a good time to approach him about re-instatement?*

Have you seen Bigby lately?

"Sure. Her name is Hestia, and she's kinda snowy with brown spots." He cocks his head, to where she's roosting on the end of Bar, asleep.

"No, I haven't."

Hahahahha, you can try.

She grins back. "And that's a good thing, Bernard. Really." A pause. "Thanks again for everything." With a wave, she wanders back to her booth and the pile of papers.

*Tim frowns.*

Haven't seen him since I went in, actually.

"...So I've been meaning to ask you something."

Simon has a habit of skipping the standard opening formalities of conversations, like hello.

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