Nexus. Blue's bar. Recipe sharing and pie.

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Charis looks around as she leads the big man into Blue's. "Do you want to sit on the bar?" She points to the TF size counter. "Or under the plants?" She indicates a snug little seating area under a big plant stand. "And how much pie would you like?"

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He laughs a bit more genuinely, her enthusiasm as infectious as ever. "Thanks--you know I'll have you on speed-dial if any of the bastards try and come here. Though...honestly if they do that, I have given serious thought to LOL-based warfare."

He nods cheerily, and pulls out a little black velvet jewelry box with a psychotic smiley-face on the lid. "Here you are. Remember that conversation we had about your problems with getting conventional tattoos, and the issues about jewelry and the like getting destroyed?"

He shakes his head at the offer of foamy golden goodness. "Maybe another time. Thanks."

"'old on, a moment, Holly. Um, everything in the three folders on the desktop is yours for loking through. It has a wireless modem."