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game post - the clarendon (nightclub)

Sep 21, 2009 22:58

You saw the sign on the door and you just couldn't resist, could you? The door in a dark little corner of the bar, made of mahogany wood and labeled with a gold plaque The Clarendon: Formal attire only, pleaseWell, even if you weren't wearing anything nice, you went on in ( Read more... )

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notaphony September 22 2009, 11:20:41 UTC

It takes a lot to rattle Joan's nerves these days.

Which is why, upon entering, she barely does a double-take. Especially when her wardrobe doesn't really change all that much - except for her hair, let down in loose curls around her shoulders.

She finds a seat at one of the smaller tables and moves to light up a cigarette.

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 19:12:44 UTC

Really, it's not your fault. It's just that--well, Harvey here doesn't much like other people having access to fire. He doesn't trust them with it.

"We'll do that, if you don't mind?"

And he holds out a lighter.

notaphony September 22 2009, 19:18:33 UTC

Her reflex allows her to go all the way through with allowing her cigarette to be lit.

She inhales, breathing out, and then, finally, looks up.

"Thank... you."

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 19:37:53 UTC

"You're welcome." Harvey sighs. "Sorry, but I have kind of a thing about fire.
"He thinks people can't be trusted with it. But then neither do I."

notaphony September 22 2009, 19:43:55 UTC

Joan's seen a lot in her time at Sterling Cooper, but nothing exactly beats this.

"A lot of things are dangerous if you don't know how to handle them properly."

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 19:50:13 UTC

A suspicious look. "Or if you do and don't give a shit.
"Harv, not everyone is the Joker.

"Or you, for that matter."

notaphony September 22 2009, 19:53:51 UTC

"Harv," she murmurs, taking a longer, deeper drag on the cigarette.

"That short for something?"

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 19:55:23 UTC

Harvey laughs. "Yes and no. I'm Harvey, so he's Harv. Makes it easier to tell us apart, see?"

notaphony September 22 2009, 20:01:04 UTC

Right.

Joan looks around for a waiter with a tray.

"I'd ask which one is the nice guy, but that's all relative anyway."

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 20:08:18 UTC

"Harvey.
"Yeah, I'm definitely the nice one. He's the murderous lunatic one.
"Well, I wouldn't go that far. They were only mobsters.
"Not all of them.
"What, dirty cops don't count?
"We threatened to kill the chief of police's son, Harv. He was what, eight?
"Ten. And sometimes the innocent die, you know that.
"Of course I know that, it's what drove me insane in the first place.
"Well, there you are then."

Sorry about this, Joan. Argumentativeness is an essential lawyer trait.

notaphony September 22 2009, 20:11:51 UTC

"Sounds messy."

And rather heavy conversation for her at this hour of the night.

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 20:19:35 UTC

"Don't remind me.
"I liked it.
"You would.
"Well yes. That's what I'm here for, remember?"

notaphony September 22 2009, 21:53:18 UTC

Joan would be too polite to back away slowly, so instead he'll just get a thin-lipped smile.

A very thin smile.

goodheadbadhead September 22 2009, 21:58:09 UTC

Harvey sighs. "I'm sorry about this, really. You probably don't deserve to be stuck with a guy like us, but these thing happen anyway."

notaphony September 22 2009, 22:20:03 UTC

"These things do happen."

And after a moment, she does start to pity him.

goodheadbadhead September 24 2009, 07:08:17 UTC

"Bad things happen to good people because they can.
"Although I hate to think we're one of them.
"You may hate it, but it's still true."

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