With perhaps an air of shiftiness about him -- of course he hasn't left this to the last minute, of course he's extremely organised -- Wes sidles up to Bar and puts a sheet face-down on her surface
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In an amazing feat of Millitime, Molly enters the bar from the back, intending to get some tea before going to wash up after working in the gardens all morning.
When she sees a man bearing the description she was given last night, she veers away from the barand heads in he direction.
Wes can't help but snort and repeat, a little disbelievingly, "Mr Corran?"
But he grins and nods, then accepts the napkin with a bemused expression. He can't read what it says, so he holds it upside down for a moment, studying it closely.
Then he looks back up, still bemused, and says, "Er. Why?"
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When she sees a man bearing the description she was given last night, she veers away from the barand heads in he direction.
"Excuse me. Would you happen to be Wes?"
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[ooc: sorry, net's been going screwy -- am therefore slowww]
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She fumbles in her pocket while she's speaking.
"I'm Molly Prewett, and I was supposed to bring this to you?"
She hands him the napkin that she found yesterday.
I found it in a stack of napkins on the bar yesterday.
[ooc: That's fine, my Gmail is going nuts to. Slow works.]
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But he grins and nods, then accepts the napkin with a bemused expression. He can't read what it says, so he holds it upside down for a moment, studying it closely.
Then he looks back up, still bemused, and says, "Er. Why?"
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