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[copper_fray]

Erin's downstairs at the moment, slouched comfortably in a corner booth

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[and_far_away]

There's someone else with a security badge, sitting not far off.

She probably remembers him from the last meeting, however vaguely.

[copper_fray]

Erin catches sight of him and nods, one colleague to another.

[and_far_away]

He nods back, friendly enough.

[copper_fray]

"Things've been more than a little crazy lately, eh?"

She punctuates this by a very slight smile, though it's not particularly amused.

[argentine_rose]

Let’s say Eva had an entry post that established her location (between the Observation Window and the front door) and her mood (depressed). Such facts make security personnel useless to Eva, but doesn’t eliminate the need for conversation. Or hugs.

Or possibly even chocolate.

[copper_fray]

Erin can do Eva one out of three. Probably.

"You new here?"

[argentine_rose]

She shakes her head. “No.”

[copper_fray]

"Then you look like your dog just died because . . . ?"