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[copper_fray]

Erin's downstairs at the moment, slouched comfortably in a corner booth

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[argentine_rose]

Let’s say Eva had an entry post that established her location (between the Observation Window and the front door) and her mood (depressed). Such facts make security personnel useless to Eva, but doesn’t eliminate the need for conversation. Or hugs.

Or possibly even chocolate.

[copper_fray]

Erin can do Eva one out of three. Probably.

"You new here?"

[argentine_rose]

She shakes her head. “No.”

[copper_fray]

"Then you look like your dog just died because . . . ?"

[argentine_rose]

“Because my dog did just die. Not…literally.” She sniffs and rubs at her eye.

[copper_fray]

"Sorry to hear that. Y'want to sit?"

[argentine_rose]

“I am sitting.”

[copper_fray]

"Lemme rephrase."

Dry.

"Y'want to join me? 'stead of having to talk across a couple of tables?"

[argentine_rose]

“Oh. Yes-why not?” Said lightly. Forced lightly. She stands, leaving her table empty, and joins Erin in her corner booth. Eva’s just a frail 15 year old girl in clothes that don’t seem to fit her particularly well.

[copper_fray]

"So what's this about a metaphorical puppy?"

[argentine_rose]

“I-I did something foolish and I’m paying the price for it.”

[copper_fray]

Erin's eyebrows go up, at least a little.

"How stupid are we talking about, here?"

[argentine_rose]

“Life-changing stupid.” Though no one can tell what evil lurks in the hearts of men. Except the Shadow, of course.

[copper_fray]

"That's not much to go on."

[argentine_rose]

“There was a man…Augstin Magaldi. I thought he would take me to Buenos Aries and start a new life with me. And all he did was leave me in Buenos Aries with nothing but a suitcase.”

[copper_fray]

"Y'can't go home?"