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Jan 10, 2006 13:07

Claire by the fire. Peony in her lap. Add tea and a book and you have the usual.

Except today the book is really a newpaper. And it isn't so much baby names this time as apartment listings.

jack driscoll, claire littleton

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jackdriscoll January 10 2006, 18:33:01 UTC
Look, there's a Jack.

No, not that Jack. Not that Jack either. The other other other other Jack. Who's also reading by the fire.

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sendpeanutbtr January 10 2006, 18:40:17 UTC
Claire doesn't notice him but Peony does. She leaps from Claire's lap (and when I say leap I mean claw's her way down the front of Claire's pants), walks over to Jack (the other other other other Jack), and mewls up at him.

Now he's got Claire's attention.

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jackdriscoll January 10 2006, 18:47:59 UTC
Aww, wook at da widdle kitty. The other other other other Jack leans over to pet the kitty onna head.

"Nice kitten. What's her name?"

[ ooc: and mun just did a squeal of 'KITTY!!!' glee. :D ]

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sendpeanutbtr January 10 2006, 18:52:08 UTC
"She's Peony," Claire smiles. Jack's passed the test. Instant friend!

"And I'm Claire. Sorry about that. She's normally pretty skittish."

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