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[abar_starclog]

Carl went back to San Francisco after lunch yesterday... and promptly realized he'd forgotten to leave a note for Val, at the very least. Which wouldn't be such a big deal, only he's thinking her input on the paperwork stuff could be helpful

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[empath_wiggin]

Oh, look. There's a blonde woman sitting at a table, talking to herself in some harsh language. Strange, but typical.

[abar_starclog]

"Oh, hey. I was looking for you, actually."
Meanwhile, the gears are still turning on that mystery: It can't be Whistler, we don't get paid that much. Suzi has a job, but that's mainly for her tab and money when they go home...

[empath_wiggin]

Val looks up mid-sentance, saying something in the same harsh language, then turning slightly red, and starting over. "Oh, hey, Carl. Sorry about the language. I was working through something and talking to myself." She grins. "Have a seat. What's up?"

[abar_starclog]

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I'm trying to get together some paperwork for Suzi so she can take the citizenship test eventually, the computer wasn't very helpful at all, and I'd rather avoid the library if I can, even if Suzi did point out the chance to get some acting in on the side."
It was a tempting point, yes, but still not tempting enough.