I go out walking after midnight, in the moonlight.

[god_is_talking]

She is walking, down the streets and towards The Chapterhouse. She has no agenda for a change, she was simply out and about, watching people as she often tended to do. As she reaches the door she hears a low wolf-whistle, and she turns to give the short and stout man a glare even as he holds out his hand and introduces himself as Alan Shore

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[more_flexible]

Jack was healed and looking for his little hacker. He had a feeling he'd missed her and she wasn't the easiest contact to find sometimes.

He walked past faces he knew and faces he didn't and made his way to the bar. Water appeared before him without a word and he flashed a smile at the bartender before he turned his back to the bar and faced the crowd.

[newtokyo_legal]

"Usually I'm one to mind my own business, but I can't help but inquire, who comes to the bar simply for a glass of water?" Alan asked the man curiously, turning a little on his stool at the bar. "I simply can't contain my curiosity as to what sorts of delightfully illegal activities one would have to be dabbling in to enter a bar that they have no intention of ordering alcoholic beverages from."

[more_flexible]

He turned a pleasant, warm smile toward the man. One look down to the glass, then back up, and he shrugged. "I don't drink socially," he said, offering his hand. "Captain Jack Harkness, and you'd be..."

[newtokyo_legal]

"Alan Shore," Alan said, taking the man's hand and shaking it. "I can only assume that since you didn't deny any illegal activities that there are, in fact, illegal activities to be had tonight. Fun one's I hope, the dull ones are never as tawdry and entertaining, and being a lawyer, those are the ones I look out for."

He paused and added with a grin, "If you're ever caught that is."