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[fibrosis]

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[fibrosis]

[ look being a regular person is hard. especially apparently when you're.... any of them.

he considers these options, sipping again from the drink. ] One and three? Probably wouldn't help my reputation any if I started instigating fights. Or, more accurately, holding onto your jacket while you do it.

[periastera]

Food on rooftops. [ So it has been decided. It may yet lead to reminiscing but Dutch will keep true to her word. No moping. Not allowed.

She does snort a little. ]

You could point them out and I could beat them up later?

[fibrosis]

Plausible deniability. I might have bring that one up again later. [ he says, most of his expression sitting around his eyes as they crinkle a little with amusement. tag team law enforcement or... something.

i'm going to say he's had enough to finish the rest of that drink now before he stands back up. now that food's been brought into things he's a little eager to get it in front of him, and isn't that just always how that works. ]

Come on, I know a guy.

[periastera]

Fair. [ Dutch also finishes her drink, pulling her jacket up over her shoulders and heading out, giving Pree a little wave as the door shuts behind them.

Then she sticks her hands in her pockets, turns a circle around Alvis, and grins at him while walking backwards. ]

What are we getting? Noodles? Rice? Soup? Meat-on-a-stick? [ Eyebrow waggle. ]