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[itmeans_arm]

*because the Coffee Shop is, after all, Where Everything Happens, Forti has decided to spend some time there. he's finding it difficult to make up his mind about Denmark - obviously the place is in need of sanity, and he would like his land back, but he's not sure how to go about doing things. so, back to observing the natives!*

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[carpoftruth]

*and Rey, admittedly, doesn't spend much time at the Coffee Shop Where Everything Happens, on account of not liking coffee very much -- but he does like those froufrou drinks with cream in them and stops by for one, making him available for observation*

[itmeans_arm]

*observes! and gives a friendly nod, even though he doesn't think very highly of those froufrou drinks with cream in them*

[carpoftruth]

*smiles, because he's a friendly sort of guy* Hullo -- do I know you from somewhere? You look awful familiar --

[itmeans_arm]

You might have seen me around town - I've been hanging out here for a while. Or there's always the newspaper photos. *grins* I'm Forti.

[violetswithered]

*enter Ophelia, who has finally gotten back after the unexpected holiday trip that dragged her all the way home to daddy and she's sure was just an excuse for him to nose into her life. This being the case, she's desperately in need of coffee, hot and black, and oh look, it's Forti!*

[itmeans_arm]

*waves* Hey, how's it going?

Typist: Do we know how their date went? ;)

[violetswithered]

It's going well, but I think I'll go crazy if I hear another verse of "Good King Wenseslaus" before next December. *snags her coffee and plops down at his table*

Typist: I say we assume it went fine and a second one is in order. *nodnod*

[itmeans_arm]

*laughs* I know what you mean. If Norway were this nuts about Christmas, I'd have to start making laws.