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[oldromansaint]

Surely you didn't miss Santino moving into the bar, bringing with him a draught of thoroughly warm air before the door closed behind him.

He sat at an empty table, people-watching.

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[song_tra_bong]

She would never miss Santino's entrance, though the warm air following him in is a welcome accessory.

She pulls up a chair across from him. "Where have you been, hm?"

[oldromansaint]

"Italy."

He smiled.

"Have you been waiting for me?"

[song_tra_bong]

"Pining, perhaps," she says.

"Though not entirely waiting...Been up to anything interesting?"

[oldromansaint]

"Not particularly. And yourself?"

[witchoftwominds]

Agnes didn't miss him. She heads over to his table and politely asks, "Can I get you something?"

[oldromansaint]

He looked up- dark, dark eyes on hers, and smiled.

"No, thank you. Are you busy, or would you care to chat?"

[witchoftwominds]

She looks around the room and shrugs.

"I haven't had a break tonight, so I suppose I can take one now."

[oldromansaint]

"Don't let me force you." He replied, though he was still smiling.

"I'm Salvatore. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss...?"

[lethe_forgets]

And if the people watch you back?

Or the not precisely people, at any rate - one with her head tilted back over the side of one of the armchairs, grinning and peering over at him from upside-down.

This particular not-quite-person very rarely misses him. At least not when she can help it.

[oldromansaint]

Santino is far from blind, of course.

Spotting Lethe, he moved over to the armchair and gave a short, warm laugh.

"You seem to entangle yourself in the oddest positions."

[lethe_forgets]

One day Lethe is going to learn to be properly stealthy, you'll see. (Or, rather, you won't see - which is precisely the point.)

She wrinkles her nose at him - fizzing with a silent giggle of her own - and props herself up, stretching lazily before tucking onto the arm of the chair to give him room.

[oldromansaint]

He joins her, adjusting so that she might sit on him and not the other way around.

"When is your voice to be returned?" He at least a little concerned.