It's not often that this particular redheaded woman is seen in the bar with anything on the table in front of her other than a laptop, but there are apparently exceptions to all trends because today the laptop is closed and set to the side so that there's room for the massive plate of pasta in front of her. Spaghetti carbonara with a huge crusty
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But surprise, surprise, walking into the walk-in closet in the suite she was sharing with Michael brought her here.
She stopped, checked her entry, and reassured, headed for the bar. "Hey." A nod to the red-headed woman, then Nikita's nose twitched. "That smells incredible."
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And there is an empty seat across the table. Barbara has her own chair, so it's clearly not something she needs for herself.
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To the wait-rat, she said, "What she's having, and a Coke, please."
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"Yourself?" She cocks her head before hazarding, "New?"
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"New species, to start with. Then a bartender who turns into a cat, and flirts as both species." Nikita gave Barbara dry look as she sipped her drink. "Time travel... did I miss anything?"
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The wait-rat returned with her food, and she happily started to dig in, carefully but quickly, like any good soldier. Then slowing down as she became self-conscious.
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