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[incoldwrit]

Still in Russia. Still interviewing. Still gathering information. Still...shall we say, disregarding that nagging something at the back of his mind about this project. That maybe he can't, or won't, finish it. Oh, he'll finish it. He has to. He wants to. All that money The New Yorker paid him for this piece, and he doesn't finish it? Why, it'd be a

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[skidrowseymour]

There's a young man sitting (and slouching) at the bar, a push broom leaning against his leg, sipping from a bottle of Coca-Cola.

Milliways sure has a lot of sights to see - Seymour happens to catch Capote as he glances at the Window. Once Truman approaches, Seymour hesitantly says, "H-Hard to believe. That thing," he nods to the Window.

[incoldwrit]

"Yes," he says distractedly. "I can't decide whether it's a complicated camera trick or the real thing."

Repeating entry posts in dialogue FTW!

[skidrowseymour]

Seymour glances over at it. "I think it's real. Everyone acts like it is, anyway. Don't know why they'd put it up there if it was fake." Pause. "Not that I know who they are."

And this is when Seymour clears his throat and stops rambling.

[incoldwrit]

"Hmm." He closes his eyes, shakes his head, and rubs his eyelids. "I think I don't want to think about it, then."

[eternal_boy]

The vampire with the cookies probably doesn't help this. That said, he's handed a little red and green bag that smells of fresh baked cookie and faintly of amaretto as he walksin.

"Happy St. Nicholas' Day."

[incoldwrit]

Cookies!

Truman can get behind cookies! He takes the bag, smiles at the vampire and says, "Thank you!"

Cheerfully!

[eternal_boy]

Nick nods to him and continues on his way.