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[theunsmiling]

Michael slides into a booth, offering a slight, too-stiff smile to the waitrat who immediately heads over with a cup of coffee. A moment or two of discussion is enough to send the creature trundling off again, returning with a croissant and a newspaper

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[justasaleswoman]

"Hello, Michael. Nice shirt."

No, seriously. It's a good line.

[theunsmiling]

"Nice hair," is Michael's dry response.

Looks like the not-too-lately out of college persona is making itself felt tonight.

Is it deliberate?

Hmm.

[justasaleswoman]

"Thank you," Verity says, brushing it back behind her left ear.

She does have good hair tonight.

"How are you?"

[theunsmiling]

"I fare well enough."

She folds over her newspaper, setting it down on the table. Then she picks up her coffee, taking a careful sip.

Her gaze never leaves Verity.

"And thine own business?"