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[cant_kim]

Kim ducks in from London with her typical furtive glance over her shoulder. She's noticeably taller than last time she came in, hair slightly shaggier

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[lady_detective]

"You too?" I made a sound much like that when I came into the bar yesterday. Since then the Landlord has not seen fit to let me out of either the establishment or my rather embarrassing costume.

[cant_kim]

Kim jumps.

And stares.

". . . Miz Bishop?"

Maybe? Probably?

[lady_detective]

I'm momentarily surprised by the recognition before it occurs to me that perhaps the young lady's costume is simply rather...comprehensive, complete, something like that.

(Yes, she's dressed like a boy, but it's fairly easy to see through that.)

"Yes, it is. For the record, I do not wear this outfit voluntarily."

[cant_kim]

"No, mum," Kim agrees. She's seen more than her share of lightskirts, and they move a certain way; Emma doesn't, for all that she's dressed like one.

"Me neither." She plucks at the trousers, annoyed. "What's going on?"