Actually -- [ she smirks ] -- I meant it more along the lines of I'm usually out all night and don't get back until breakfast, but...but pancakes for dinner? Never something I'd complain about.
Even before the job, actually. Me? I'm a night owl. Night...what's a prettier bird than an owl? [ she vaults the bar. easy. graceful. powerful. ] Alright. One gin, coming up.
Oooh boy. Talk about cheeky. [ she can practically feel the sparrow-shaped tattoo burning on her shoulder. stamped. tied. connected. funny how it didn't feel restricting.
buffy pours a double and slaps down a coaster. ] Enjoy.
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I'd love to come over.
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We'll have to arrange an evening when you aren't dolling out the drinks. I'm sure Anthony and Kim won't mind some fresh faced company.
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[He wears a besmirched little smear of a smile.]
A double, if you will.
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buffy pours a double and slaps down a coaster. ] Enjoy.
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[The more honest answer is 'mostly' but he doesn't feel the need to be completely honest. Not about something so trivial and said in jest regardless.
That gin is the first of many that Guy will drain this day. Ahh, an afternoon in his favourite getaway spot Luceti had to offer.]