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[justcautious]

[Oh, look. It's Chrissie again. Little bit more confident than the previous time, looking very slightly irritated and alternately smoking and gesturing with her cigarette.]

Brilliant, really, s'one of these weekends again. Din't we just 'ave one? Cos most of me wardrobe's gone again, the same bit, and I'm tired of it. So I reckon the only way to

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[feellikejumping]

[Sam tosses open the door to the flat, with several full bags of groceries carefully balanced in his arms. His view is partially obstructed so he calls out for some assistance. But not from Piglet, for several different reasons...]

Hey, Chris! Lend me a hand, will you?

[justcautious]

[Chrissie is fairly deep-voiced for a woman, but not anywhere near as deep as Chris.]

Comin'!

[She leaves her room and hurries over to take a bag off him.]

[feellikejumping]

[Sam blinks in surprise and surrenders one of his bags to the young woman.]

Oh, hello Miss. I didn't realize we had company...

[He rushes to put his bags down and offers her his hand.]

I'm Sam, by the way...

[justcautious]

[Chrissie's face falls a bit. Oh. It really IS this curse...]

Sam....I know who you are. S'me. Chrissie.

[feellikejumping]

[He freezes for a second, searching his memory for the pretty face in front of him. Coming up blank he withdraws his hand with a bit of embarrassment crossing his features.]

Oh. Sorry... Chrissie.

[justcautious]

[Smile again, a bit of a shy one. Doesn't take much.]

S'alright. Least you remembered. [She brings the bag over to the kitchen to unpack.]

Blimey, Sam, you settin' up t' make sommat fancy again? You're quite the chef, you know. Puts me to shame.

[feellikejumping]

[Something was... off. But not wanting to offend her, he followed her into the kitchen with his remaining groceries.

She sounded like...

Sam's mind refused the suggestion of just who she sounded like. He forced a polite smile on his face.]

I'm sure you're not... I mean, thank you. [He ended a bit weakly.]

I was thinking of making Chicken Alfredo tonight. Will you be.. joining us?

[justcautious]

Sounds exotic! An' I won't be workin' late tonight, especially not with you cookin'. I know I still 'ave the new files based around the tower t' check through but I'll go through them quickly, promise.

[Chrissie's nearly done putting away the groceries in the bag she took, even if she keeps turning around to smile at Sam while she talks.]

[feellikejumping]

[Of course. He must know her from work, some new hire that he'd only seen in passing or spoken to without looking up from his paperwork.

It made sense. It was logical. And more importantly, it was sane.

So Sam was more than willing to accept it, at least for the moment. She was probably someone one of his flatmates had asked or brought over and then for whatever reason, she was left to her own devices... or something.]

Right. Well, I'm not scheduled today, so I guess I'll see you later tonight then. We'll have dinner at seven. [He gives he as pleasant a smile as he can muster, considering he'd just found a relative stranger alone in his flat. She seemed nice enough though.]

Unless, you'd like for me to brew up a cup of coffee?

[justcautious]

Oh...um... Well, only if you're makin' one... I mean, don't want t'put you out of your way or anythin'.

[Yes, she needs to go shopping, yes, she needs to get into work buuuut if Sam....maybe wants to drink coffee with her? Or something? That comes first every time.]

[feellikejumping]

No trouble at all.

[Sam moves past her and quickly sets about the task at hand.]

So, the tower... what's going on with that, exactly?

[justcautious]

[Chrissie's just going to lean on the counter, hopefully out of the way, and watch Sam go about, unable not to smile at him.]

Well...I dunno exactly. I'm jus' tryin' t' follow up on all the new Missin' Persons cases so we know if anyone's trapped under all that.

[feellikejumping]

[Sam nods as fills the coffee grinder with a select blend he picked out from one of the local shops.]

Hopefully not. How many have been reported missing?

[justcautious]

[Chrissie names a slightly above average number for Missing Persons.]

So...I'm hopin' no-one's in there.

[feellikejumping]

How soon will you know?

[justcautious]

Oh, I'll know before the end of today! [pleasebeproudofme] Even if I can't know for certain, o' course, but I'll 'ave a good idea...