There is a familiar sort of conversation going on over at the bar. A temperamental teenager receives a napkin. There is frowning and griping. Another napkin appears. Another round of griping. And it ends in the usual fashion.
Threats and a new message on the board.
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"I didn't think the Bar was ever tended," he says with what he hopes is a friendly smile. Though it's been most of a year, he still isn't sure about the facial expressions his new body makes.
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Not the weirdest person/creature Rachel's ever spoken to, but definitely getting a glance up from her magazine.
"...only when she gets too lazy to do it herself," she reports, lifting her head. "Can I get you something?"
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"Yeah," he says catching sight of the Specials Board, "Um..can you do a protein shake? Banana and blueberry flavored?"
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It is offered to him with a neon blue straw, and a tight smile. "Here you go."
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"I think I remember you," he says hesitantly. "You were that gal with the hawk or eagle...when I first came here. R something right? I'm Ben."
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"Hi, um. Sorry, I don't think I remember you."
He is kind of memorable at the moment.
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"I was that idiot frat boy who said interesting things like magic bars don't happen to him. I was human back then so if you don't remember me that's fine."
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And is looking him over now, too, smirking a little.
"Your sense of fashion's improved."
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"I thought that tie was pretty decent," he says in mock outrage, "though on retrospect, the toga might have been a bit much."
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