“And you’re sure that it’s the right size?”
Garak shot him an irritated look. “Of course it is. I’m not exactly an amateur at this sort of thing. And come to think of it, neither are you,” he said pointedly. Before Methos could get in a snarky reply, the Cardassian produced a small heavy box. “It’s done. It wasn’t easy, or cheap. Matters of fashion
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She owled him back with a simple note:
Of course.
-B
And then she made her way to the place they tended to meet most often--the Ravenclaw bar.
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"Well hello there," he said, leaning in for a kiss.
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"Hello, yourself," Brienne answered. "What's the occasion for this visit? Anything special? Not that I ever have any objections to seeing you for the sake of seeing you."
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Methos slid the box towards Brienne, the barest hint of nervousness in his eyes as he did so. Inside was a sizeable ruby dangling from a slender silver chain. Thaegan's ruby glowed a faint pink, darkening to a deep, pulsing red as it neared her.
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