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[oneminutemaze]

[ Ariadne has not been having the best past few days. First she gets in a fight with George (which is entirely his fault, obviously), then she tries to hold up a casino that one of her housemates works at with a complete stranger, and now this. 'This', of course, is the mistletoe and all of the ugly side-effects it's causing

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[the_dawnster]

[Dawn is strutting through the hallways of City Solutions, notebook under one arm and lost in her own thoughts and the rhythmic click of her heels over the marble floor. Without even thinking about it, she walks straight over to Ariadne and plants a kiss on her lips. Then quickly backs up and shakes her head.]

Sorry. I've been doing that today like it's the things to do. [She glances up at the mistletoe and back to Ariadne.] Don't sue for sexual harassment? Cause I really can't control myself! Stupid curses.

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[oneminutemaze]

[ Considering who else could have come across her, Ariadne is rather thankful it's Dawn, and also rather thankful the kiss was fairly short. ]

It's okay, so have I. Honestly, if I was going to sue anyone for sexual harassment, it wouldn't be you. [ Because she's suddenly thinking back to Tony asking her if she finds Dawn attractive and really, really hoping he's not watching the security feeds. ]

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[the_dawnster]

Oh thank goodness. I just keep embarrassing myself over and over and over in a rinse and repeat kind of way and it's like some icky twilight zone. Not that -- kissing you was icky. Cause it wasn't. It was just surprising cause I don't swing that way. Not that I'magainstswingingthatway!! Yeah. Shutting up now.

[She takes a deep breath and is obviously embarrassed and frazzled and rambling just as much as usual if not more because of it.]

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[oneminutemaze]

[ Ariadne is just going to fish a bottle of water out of her messenger bag and pass it to her. Deep breaths, Dawn. ]

I don't think the mistletoe is really including our preferences in this. Mr. Stark's preferences, maybe, but not ours.

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[the_dawnster]

[She graciously takes the water bottle and after twisting the cap off, takes a sip.]

I just hope I don't get fired. I really like this job. I'm good at it. I mean there aren't many things I'm good at but surprisingly being Tony's secretary is one of those things.

[oneminutemaze]

I highly doubt you're going to get fired. Like you said, you're good at this job, and I know Tony likes what you've been doing.

[ Deeeeep breaths, Dawn. ]

I mean, he's also a little creepy about it sometimes, but I think he appreciates you.

[the_dawnster]

Really? He told you he likes my work? Because I know old Tony liked my work but now I feel like I'm having to rebuild all that old report I had with him with new Tony. But it's the same guy so it's weird. Really weird.

[She tilts her head a bit.] Is he being creepy? I bet this curse is making him super creepy.

[oneminutemaze]

Not in as many words, but I can tell. [ At least, she thinks she can. ] I think you're his go-to girl for pretty much everything.

Remember that curse with the birds and the green pigs making forts?

[the_dawnster]

I am? I mean -- yeah, I am! [And she totally just convinced herself of that.]

Oh! Yeah, that was all weird, right? I mean pigs don't make forts -- where I'm from anyway. There's probably some alternate universe where pigs actually do make forts and all the humans roll around in mud in pens outside -- which is totally not cool. [Annnnd away from her rambling and back to this conversation.] Did you get attacked by birds and pigs?

[oneminutemaze]

[ Awww, good. ]

They don't do that where I'm from, either. And they're definitely not green. [ Pause. ] You know, I think I read a book like that once, only it was horses instead of pigs. Part of Gulliver's Travels.

No, I was trying to keep people from throwing my pet bird. But Tony decided to try and convince me into letting him throw him -- I didn't -- and then decided to ask if I thought you were attractive. So. Yeah, he's been kind of creepy.