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[bloody_awful]

John wanders downstairs from his room.  He's finally cleaned himself up from the Adventure of the Exploding Cat.  He gets a pint of Guinness from the Bar and settles in to his spot, and lights a cigarette.

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[amanda_darieux]

Amadna takes a seat.

"Morning John."

[bloody_awful]

John perks up. "Amanda my honey dove, I've been hoping to run into you!"

[amanda_darieux]

"Oh" she says somewhat pleased and considers perhaps being turned into a dove the next time.

"What can I do for you?"

[bloody_awful]

He grins. "It's what I can do for you. Here, I picked up a little bauble and thought of you immediately." Out of his pocket he pulls a necklace of delicate ivy done in gold filigree.

"It's not a rock, so I doubt you could sell it, but I thought it was shiny enough that you might like it for yourself. One hundred percent safe," he adds, "well, as safe as any hot item may be."

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly's gone to the bar to get napkins, the one thing she forgot when hauling back her supply of junk food. She smiles at the stranger as she passes him.

"What up, sai?"

[bloody_awful]

A smile and a nod. "Cheers."

[awesome_lilly]

She pauses, napkins still in one hand. He looks vaguely familiar, but...

"I don't think I've met you before. I'm Lilly Kane, DeadNeptuneCaliforniaEarth2005."

[bloody_awful]

"John. You new here?"

[gaelic_fae_girl]

Molly was around and sketching. Of course, she noticed the vaguely familiar man with his smokes and drink.

Not him again. She only ran into him a few times, once or twice, like that brief mention about some group called the Lotus. And her needing to hide in the meantime, since Tim was in trouble, yet again.

But she knew about his long associations with Tim. And she doesn't trust him. Quelle surprise.
She debated on heading out back for a walk instead.

[bloody_awful]

John catches her eye and winks.

[gaelic_fae_girl]

"Tim's here, so of course so would you. Guess I shouldn't be surprised," Molly sighed with some annoyance.

[timsbooks]

There is a Tim, with a pint and a smoke of his own. And yes, he's wearing his usual trenchcoat.

"Tell me John, you ever hear of roleplaying, in the non sexual sense?"