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[chemist_rani]

Thoroughly irritated and antisocial Time Lord at the bar, tapping away at her datapad.

...yes, it's a fruit cup again. She does tend to be a creature of habit in some ways.

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[gone_byebye]

Sodium naproxen is a wonderful thing. Ray's head still hurts, but it's tolerable now, and none of the other major side effects of a hangover remain. So he's capable of nodding in greeting to the irritated Time Lord when he sits down at the Bar and requests a glass of the quantum blue stuff. (He figures he's going to need it to go through the butcher paper roll's worth of math.)

[chemist_rani]

"You look... alive," she comments with a dubiously concerned raise of an eyebrow.

[gone_byebye]

"I made the mistake of drinking with a friend last night. More importantly, of drinking with his friends," says Ray. "Stupid, I know, since any one of them outmasses me by a significant factor. On the other hand, I seem to've at least turned the whole incident to good use. The math just needs translating."

[chemist_rani]

She can't help but lean over and take a peak. A single glance and then she's back to her datapad.

"Interesting. Significantly advanced for someone of your... species."