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[uncommongardenr]

Dickon has, so far, remained cheerfully unaware of any love-in-idleness shenanigans aside from those he helped put right a few weeks ago.

Which is why, as he takes a seat at the bar and orders tea, he's not feeling terribly wary.

Fortunately, he's not feeling terribly sleepy, either.

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[smallestopener]

Ingress' heart flutters all the way down to her tummy when she sees Dickon. It tickles!

She waves and skips over.

"Hi!"

[uncommongardenr]

Dickon grins cheerfully as she approaches.

"Hello there, Miss Ingress."

[smallestopener]

"You don't have to call me 'Miss', silly. Just Ingress. Dickon, how do you spell your name? I wasn't sure."

She pulls a crayon and folded up paper out of her pocket.

[uncommongardenr]

"'Tis polite. But just Ingress, if tha likes," Dickon says, with an easy shrug.

"My name?" He seems curious as to what she wants that for, but spells it out obediently. "D-I-C-K-O-N."