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Back from an extended stay at Demeter's house in Provence with Boo and Bill, Kate's sitting at the bar tonight, a glass of iced coffee near one elbow and a wooden box in front of her.
The box is beautiful in its simplicity, as is the watch housed inside.
Smiling to herself (and more than a little awed at Weyland's skill, because it's everything she tried to ask for but wasn't sure she articulated), she requests a piece of paper and a pen.
Weyland --
It's perfect. I can't thank you enough for what you've done.
-- Kate Warner
She leaves the note with Bar, along with a generous payment for Weyland's commission, and sips at her coffee, people-watching and casting occasional glances toward the Front Door and the Observation Window.
The box is beautiful in its simplicity, as is the watch housed inside.
Smiling to herself (and more than a little awed at Weyland's skill, because it's everything she tried to ask for but wasn't sure she articulated), she requests a piece of paper and a pen.
Weyland --
It's perfect. I can't thank you enough for what you've done.
-- Kate Warner
She leaves the note with Bar, along with a generous payment for Weyland's commission, and sips at her coffee, people-watching and casting occasional glances toward the Front Door and the Observation Window.