Dec 15, 2006 21:24
Hannah, over by the fireplace, with a loop of string stretched between her fingers. She just wanted to see if she could still remember how make string figures. She's stuck on Jacob's ladder, and fast losing patience with the whole thing.
Distraction, in the form of company, would be lovely.
hannah griffith,
phil gordon,
wellard
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"Evening, Hannah," she says cheerily.
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It's a puzzler.
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So. Hopefully just walking over is alright? With two (normal, non-soy!) vanilla capuchinos?
"... Good evening, Hannah."
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"Hey, Henry," she says, easily, looking up from the string with a smile. "How're you?"
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"I used to be good at that," she tells him, picking up the coffee instead. "Thanks. And I'm good."
A look over the edge of the cup. "Only well enough?"
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