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Jan 11, 2007 18:55

Mary Lennox turned eleven yesterday.

There may, therefore, be an extra-proud spring in her step as she marches into the bar today, Angel the kitten trotting along behind her.

She's going to the bar for a milkshake. An eleven-year-old's milkshake.

dexter morgan, mary lennox

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dexter_morgan January 12 2007, 03:41:54 UTC
Dexter smiles and waves, trying to catch her eye. Just the person he's been looking for.

There's a card, and a pair of white gloves on the table next to him.

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mmquitecontrary January 12 2007, 03:47:03 UTC
Mary's face brightens, as she sees him, and she waves back enthusiastically.

"Oh good," she exclaims, spotting the gloves, "you did get it."

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dexter_morgan January 12 2007, 03:49:30 UTC
"Yes I did, and they're great. Thank you. I'm afraid I didn't think ahead enough to get you anything in return, though."

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mmquitecontrary January 12 2007, 04:00:06 UTC
"That is all right," Mary announces, looking at her Very Most Magnanimous. "Christmas is about giving. It is the Christmas spirit."

Beat.

"And anyways you helped before and you did not get anything for it - so now we are even."

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