for Juliet [TR]

[lastof_five]

Clinic shifts weren't usually trying and today was no exception, just a long stretch of hours with the occasional band-aid or aspirin in between. For a woman who'd once been a world-class surgeon it was something of a let down, but at least Helen had something to while the hours away. She had made plans to meet with Juliet at The Winchester for

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[blondieburke]

Juliet is clad in jeans and a tank top - always a tank top because that's all the dumb clothing box would give her. At least it gives her a variety, and this one is black. If she'd had jewelry to go with it, it might have been a cute look. As it was, she manages to get her hair to do something manageable by the time Helen knocks.

Closing the door of her hut behind her, she sighs with a smile. "I'm ready for good food and good wine. And fantastic company. I don't think I've gone out like this in...years."

[lastof_five]

"Me either," Helen admitted, shaking her head a little. "It's hard to find the time for a girl's night when you're out chasing things that go bump in the night doesn't leave a lot of time for leisure activities."

Helen wasn't sure why she felt so comfortable with Juliet but she suspected it had to do with the lack of a true friend who didn't have an ulterior motive and just wanted to spend time with her.

[blondieburke]

"Mmm, try having a thirteen year old son to raise alone," Juliet counters. "But I suppose chasing things in the night tops a hormonal teenager. Maybe. Possibly?"

Juliet's finding that she's comfortable with Helen too, because it's been years since she's talked to another woman casually who wasn't Rachel. And sometimes Juliet just needs a break from her sister.

[lastof_five]

"I don't know. Having raised a girl myself, I find them about the same," Helen said, tone a little exasperated. "Ashley was a handful as a teenager. Was still a handful, all the way until...well. That's maudlin. Come on, we've dinner and drinks calling our names, right?"