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[awesome_lilly]

Lilly comes downstairs from the brothel's office with paperwork in hand and heads straight for the bar.

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[henry_jones_jr]

Most of the grape stains came out. At least, they did after the second hot tub. So it is a mostly un-purple Indy who plonks down next to Lilly with a beer and a beatific grin. It's like the cat who got the cream thrice over. And he hasn't even had sex!

"Hey, princess. Missed you."

If she looks very intently, she may spot some slight marooning behind his ears. She'd have to get pretty damn close to see that though.

[awesome_lilly]

"Indy!" Lilly beams at him.

"You guys are back... and judging by that look, you got the thingy?"

[henry_jones_jr]

"We did," he says casually. If it's possible to grin bigger, he does so. It looks painful actually. "And we did it with only one major gunfight, only one four storey leap through a stained glass window into a vat of grapes, and only one truck comandeered."

Lightly, "how was your weekend?"

[awesome_lilly]

"Much the same," Lilly says, nodding.

"I actually commandeered a small but sporty convertible, though. We had nicer weather here."

[red_as_rose]

Rose?

Grins.

And very innocently slips off upstairs to read.

[buriedmybrother]

Antigone spots her from the foot of the stairs and starts to smile.

Just a little, mind you.

"Lilly."

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly smiles back warmly.

"Heya, Tig. Come join me, it's been ages since I've seen you."

[buriedmybrother]

"It hasn't been," she corrects, almost absently, as she crosses to the bar. She drops into the seat beside her, feet hooking the legs of the stool.

"Only a week."

[awesome_lilly]

"A week can be ages," Lilly says cheerfully.

"Especially if you measure time like generally impatient people do."