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[coreenfennel]

Coreen has worked herself into a crabstastic mood, partly from hormones, and partly because she's been thinking, which...yeah, Coreen shouldn't think.  She's currently sitting in her corner of the Bar, nursing a plate of potato skins, cottage cheese and a caramel apple.  Given the right insentive, she might be willing to share.

OOC: A quick note

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[coreenfennel]

Coreen looks up from her plate and gives Ganymede a lopsided smile.

"I've been painting and I hate when my hair gets in the way."

[coreenfennel]

She gestures at the seat across from her for him to have a seat. No sense in him having to stand.

"Well, I've been working on a mural in my room. Forest theme."

She has been averting her eyes from looking directly at him, almost like it'd hurt to try.

[coreenfennel]

She glances at her arms, now noticing the paint, and grins.

"Yeah, started out as just a little thing, and, like a forest should, took over my entire room."

((OOC:I'll have to slowtime; got two finals today, and one starts in just a bit. I really want to continue!))

[coreenfennel]

"I think I can arrange that." She smiles. "It's really the start of an attempt to make my room a bit more...baby friendly."

Her hand rests on her belly as she talks.

[coreenfennel]

"Thank you. I'm fairly sure I'll need all the luck anyone can wish for me." She smiles, before taking a bite of a potato skin.

[coreenfennel]

"Thank you! I wish my boy's father thought that. He's still on the 'ignore it and it'll go away' thing."

She pauses.

"Oh gosh, how rude of me. I'm Coreen Fennel." She wipes her hand on a napkin and holds it out for a handshake.

[coreenfennel]

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well." She pauses. "Ganymede as in Greek pantheon?"

Oh the people you meet in Milliways.

[coreenfennel]

"Pretty decent gig? Or does all the debauchery get old after a few...hundred years?"

Coreen sucks at jokes. Just an FYI from her narration.

She offers him a potato skin. Loaded, except no bacon.