It's St. Patty's Day, everyone's Irish!

[veritas_sanctus]

St. Patrick's Day. Ah, that delightful time of here, when a young man's fancy turns to

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[notuptomygenes]

Shilo stops the look at one of the fliers with a little frown, then moved farther into the lobby as she gawked at the glittery shamrocks. She was conspicuously not wearing green as she wandered over to the bar, mostly black as usual for her. "Hi. What's going on?"

[genial_umbrella]

Not sitting far from her, in pastels (but not green) that definitely contrast with Shilo's dark clothes, is Genevieve. She only went out because one of the boys told her it was safe, and there's maybe even one of them lurking about. She looks at the selection, and orders a Creme de Menthe, based on the argument that although it is not irish, it is green, and thus acceptable for the celebration.

She gives Shilo a small smile before she looks back into her glass.

[notuptomygenes]

Shilo smiles back a little in return. Genevieve doesn't look anything like the kind of people she'd seen back home, even on TV. "...Hi."

[genial_umbrella]

"Bonjour," Genevieve replies, sweet and polite. She hasn't met any girls her age, save for Claire, and she's finding Shilo intriguing. "I don't think we've met?"

[notuptomygenes]

She shakes her head, tucking a piece of long, black hair behind her ear. "We haven't." She pauses briefly. "I'm Shilo."

[genial_umbrella]

"It's nice to meet you, Shilo. My name is Geneviève."

[notuptomygenes]

"Have you been here long?" It feels like a stupid comment even as she says it but she doesn't know what else to say to Genevieve.

[genial_umbrella]

"Barely a few months, really," she replies with a shy smile. "And yourself?"

[notuptomygenes]

"Not very long. A couple weeks." She's still getting used to it, and it's still very unsettling at times.

[genial_umbrella]

"Have you been alright, since you came?" She looks at her, a little worriedly. "I mean, how have you been finding your stay?"

[notuptomygenes]

"It's...really weird. I've never been anywhere like this before." She's still getting used to things even down to how bright it is outside during the say.

[genial_umbrella]

"Neither have I," she replies sweetly. "But it does have its good sides after a while..."

Like friends. Who occasionally hold hands. Hem.

[notuptomygenes]

Aww, Genie. "Yeah? What kinds of good things?"

[genial_umbrella]

She smiles, even blushes a little, and looks into her drink.

"Well, friends, really. They're really nice."

[notuptomygenes]

She looks surprised for a moment, then slowly nods. "...Yeah, I guess so."

[genial_umbrella]

Genevieve gives her a bit of a smile. "Did you meet anyone that you might get on with, since you came?"