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It's difficult to spot Saffron unless you're looking for her. Or unless you're looking for no one in particular and happen to glance her way

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Inara's ending up here a lot lately, and so far she hasn't minded it. She wandered outside for a moment (to check out the Spring again. It's beautiful) before heading back in for a drink.

It's when she realizes she's standing two stools down from Saffron that she stops and stares.

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It doesn't take her long to realize that someone's watching her.

Takes her even less time to recognize who it is.

She mutters something under her breath (if Inara's close enough to overhear, she'll recognize it as a curse).

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"I know the feeling." Inara mutters to Saffron. "When did you get here?"

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"Couple months ago," Saffron admits, wondering why in the guĭ she would be so upfront with that information.

"I'm surprised this is our first time," she adds, her voice sickeningly sweet. "Meeting, of course."

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Inara gives her a flat face. :|

"Yes," Inara tilts her head at the other woman. "I've been busy."

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"That's right." Saffron nods slowly.

"Work treating you well?"

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Ooooh it makes Inara bristle.

"I'm not working at the moment. I got married, took some time off the job."

:|

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She notes the tensing, and it only spurs her on further.

"Joining me in married life?" A pause, in which her grin now resembles the Cheshire cat's. "It's fun, isn't it?"

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"Oh yes." Inara gives her a smirk. "Though I might not be as good a cook as you, at least I don't try to kill, rob from or con my husband."

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"You're forgetting about all the fun that happens before," she points out, both eyebrows lifting slightly.

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"Oh, ài rén," Inara smirks wider. "I never forget the fun before. You're trying to rile up the wrong person."

She might get a few shots in, but Inara...for the most part, can handle it. Maybe. We'll see.

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"Who says I'm trying to rile up anyone?" She shrugs one shoulder.

"Just making pleasant conversation with a familiar face."

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"Saffron, after all the lāshĭ you put us through, we will never have a pleasant conversation." Inara pushes hair behind her ear. "I don't trust you. I never trusted you and I never will."

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"Can't say I didn't try." Saffron purses her lips together firmly.

"So who's the lucky man, anyway?"

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On the one hand Inara doesn't want Saffron to know.

On the other...

"I think you know him." Inara looks at her hands before back up at Saffron. "Malcolm Reynolds."

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There's a flicker of surprise that passes over Saffron's expression.

But that quickly disappears.

"Well. I'm glad the second one finally took."