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Amanda is inthe bar. Actually she is sitting at a booth with a stack of books on dream interpretation. Armed with a notepad, pen, and coffee. She is also trying to keep her eye out for a fast moving member of security and had she not been so preoccupied with the research on dreams she just might have thought to write Barry a note.

Come bother at will. She could probably use the distraction. She has been obsessing over this for the last three days.

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That doesn't make Paige feel any better.

"Wanna tell me about it?" she asks picking up her coffee

Why not? they are all unrelated.

"Sure." she decribes the dream (http://www.livejournal.com/users/amanda_darieux/9267.html) in perfect detail. She has hardly been able to think about anything else since.

Paige continues to look worried, "have you found anything in the books?" she asks picking one up to take a closer look

Amanda notices the worried look on Paige's face, "Don't worry. I'm just trying to figure out what my subconsious is trying to tell my concious mind. All I can gather thus far is that I am looking to Methos for guidence. Which let me tell you is a scary thing in of itself." she sighs, "Maybe I'm just trying to remember those that I;ve lost." Granted that doesn't explain why she saw people that aren't dead yet. But she knows someday they will be.

Paige nods slowly, she still dreamt about her parents so she could appreciate not wanted to forgot people.

"You must have lost a lot of people," she says "being an immortal and everything, I can't image how hard that must be."

"It's hard not to become jaded. But as hard as one might try keeping life uncomplicated with relationships seems impossible." Not even Methos could do it.

"Yeah I can imagine," she says, taking a bite of her pancakes, "I hope you find hat your looking for," she thinks for a moment, "there might be spell that could help you," she suggests

"A spell. To help me find the meaning of my dream?" she smiles, "You know one of my dearest friends is a mage and I still never think of using magic to solve things. Perhaps I just don't want to trouble him." shehas seen how exhausting some of his spells are.

Paige nods, "yeah I mean there are spells for pretty much everything you just have to know how to write them. If I can help at all, I mean I'd be happy to."

Amanda's smile broadens, "Yeah, that would be great."

SHe doesn't really know what to do from here.

"I'll see if I can come up with something, so you want to know what's going on in your subconscious right?" she asks

"That sums it up nicely."

"So how are your sisters? They are also invited by the way."

Paige smiles "That'll be nice, I've not seen them in a while, either the ones here or the ones back home. I'm sure I'd know if anything was wrong though, I'd be able to hear them," well she assumed she would at least.

"Well I hope that they can come. And I'm sure you would." Amanda has no idea how Paige would know but it probably has to do with the magic.

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