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Faith's not certain what Kitty's plans for Edmund entail, but the phrase Won't be back for a while probably means it's gonna be good fun for both of them.

Never one to stand in the way of romance or intercourse, she has agreed to take Ed's bartending shift for the night.

Which is why she's behind the bar, clad in a very short red leather miniskirt and matching (backless) halter top, nervous and trying to hide it.

The specials board reads as follows:

Pyro

Nitro

Mad Bomber

Absent Friend

Non-alcoholic Special: Hot chocolate

What'll it be?

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Faith grins.

"Enjoying a lot of pretty maidens, are you?"

"They make excellent scenery."

"That they do."

Faith is not a maiden.

Boromir would never dream of assuming things one way or the other.

He is left a bit flummoxed by her statement, anyway.

"I haven't been a 'maiden' for a while."

"Er. Quite." He sips his drink.

"We're pretty casual about it where I'm from. I was 14."

"That's very young," is his astute response.

"Yeah, it is," Faith agrees. "I mean, even by my time's standards. I've heard of younger though."

"Did your husband die young?"

He is hopelessly mired in his times. That's all there is to it.

Faith laughs softly.

"Never been married."

He blinks, tries valiently not to make assumptions, and sips quickly from his drink.

"Oh. Er. Quite."

Faith tries not to laugh.

Instead, she turns away and wipes down the bar, suppressing giggles.

"Different times," he murmurs. "Very. Different. Times."

"Yes," Faith agrees. "Very different."

"An independent woman is not unheard-of in my times," he says, mostly to his cup, "but . . . well. Warrior-women. They are out of my knowledge."

"The technical term is 'Vampire Slayer.'"

He nods. "I had not heard of vampires, either, until I came here."

"You mentioned that," Faith says. "They're all over the place in my world."

"Why?"

"It's contagious. Being a vampire. They can make more of their kind overnight."

"So can orcs. Unnatural creatures," he says with a shudder.

"Vampires bite you, and drink your blood, and then get you to drink theirs."

There's revulsion on Boromir's face. "How vile."

"Yeah. Orcs don't do that, I guess?"