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[not_lugosi]

A week to go, a week to go... That's the refrain that's been echoing through Bela's head all day. A week to go until her "one year to go" countdown.

She can't take much more of this, except she can and she will. She simply doesn't want to. The fucking door to Milliways finally showed up earlier tonight, and she slipped in to claim her usual booth

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[hadyougoing]

Eventually, one Ava (in gray sweatpants and oversize purple sweater, as well as ubiquitous silver headband and clown nose necklace) wanders by, and smiles brightly.

"Hey Bela!"

She's carrying a Scrabble box.

[not_lugosi]

"Hi Ava," she says, her smile bright and not a bit forced. At least, that's how it looks anyway!

Oh God, is that a board game? Is that... a clown nose?

She's not sure which is more disturbing.

"How's it going?"

[hadyougoing]

It's three clown noses, actually.

This week at the office has been a little insane.

"It's good." She yawns. "I'm taking kind of a quiet night-- you know, ideally. But now that I've said that, it's my own freaking fault if we get invaded by ..."

A beat.

"I don't know, geese. Mean geese."

[not_lugosi]

"I think we could handle mean geese. Unless they were giant and fanged or something."

She motions to the booth across from her. "Come have a drink with me. It sounds like you deserve one."

[hadyougoing]

Ava smiles, sliding into the booth, and sets down the Scrabble.

"A drink sounds like a grrrrrreat idea."

And since she's opened this conversation with attack-by-geese, it's not like her mental faculties can get any more impaired.

"So how are you?"

[not_lugosi]

"I'm okay," she lies, because damn it, she's just now getting a buzz. "And I'm getting even better."

She raises her glass to Ava.

"What's with the necklace? New style?"

[hadyougoing]

"I defeated them in battle," Ava giggles.

"Ever since I reached a truce with the minotaur in the file room, the whole place has been overrun with demon clowns. It's kind of a problem."

[not_lugosi]

"Demon clowns?"

Ugh...

[hadyougoing]

"Demon clowns," Ava says perkily.

"So it's not really a big deal ... I can just tell them to rip their own hearts out through their throats, which weirdly seems to make anatomical sense with them. Mostly it works out okay."

[not_lugosi]

"At least they take orders well?"