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[argyle_princess]

Hannah, back again now that the mun's headache is gone.

She's still keeping quietly to the edges of the bar, but she has absolutely no objection to eating lunch here instead of at school.

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[dr_temperance]

At a nearby table, Dr. Temperance Brennan is taking a leisurely lunch (which she can justify considering she is temporarily existing out-of-sync with her own space time continuum).

She's working, of course, reading through a stack of files containing reports, X-rays, and photos which most people would not find conducive to eating.

Of course, eating and reading case files can be a tricky double-act, and Brennan mutters under her breath as several files slide off her table and into the floor.

[argyle_princess]

One photograph flutters close enough to Hannah's table that not picking it up would just be really, really rude.

"Um, I think you dropped your picture of a . . . corpse?"

'Cause ewwwwwwwwww.

[dr_temperance]

"Thanks," Brennan says, accepting the photograph and adding it to the messy stack in her arms. No real harm done. She'll just have to sort everything out again.

She takes an extra moment to regard the girl. It's a bit of a shock to see someone in Milliways who actually looks....normal.

And who looks way too young to be hanging out in a bar. Extradimensional or otherwise.

"Should you be here?" Brennan asks curiously. "In a bar, I mean."

[argyle_princess]

Hannah shrugs. "Why not?"