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[alec_or_alonzo]

"Well, good bye loves! I'll see you in the bright and early tomorrow!" calls a voice from the front door, and Phil Gordon opens it, stepping inside with a wave to the crowd of friends behind her. Her eyes widen, and her face breaks into an even bigger grin

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[jack_f_twist]

There's a cowboy nearby what has to grin at that entrance, and since he's running kind of low on his drink, why, he just gets right up and saunters on over.

One finger comes up to his hat brim. "Evenin'."

[alec_or_alonzo]

"And good evening to you," she says cheerily. Heavens, but she's missed Milliways.

"Philippa Gordon," she says, sticking out a hand, "Phil for short."

[jack_f_twist]

"Hey, Phil." He shakes her hand, trying to keep his own as gentle as possible. She's all--

Dainty. Her hand is nearly swallowed up in his. "Jack Twist. Nice to know you."

[alec_or_alonzo]

Victorian women are not generally known for their firm handshakes, no. Still, Phil gamely shakes away.

"It's my pleasure, Mr. Twist. Whereabouts do you hail from then? I'm Canadian myself. From Nova Scotia. Though I must admit, it's awfully nice to be back here again."