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[uncloakndagger]

Ugh. The way Demoman has been drunkenly going on about his new toys is enough to make Spy want to spend time with Heavy while he's cleaning Sasha.

Thankfully, the door to Milliways has shown up.

The RED flicks his spent cigarette butt aside (making a rat chitter angrily at him) before he heads to the bar. The masked man is utterly botherable.

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[gorgonfondness]

It's the same on each side, isn't it?

There's a woman leaning against the bar (her back to it for obvious reasons) waiting for a breakfast order. Her casual outfit of a novelty maternity shirt, a skirt, flip flops, and a bandana holding her hair back imply both that she has work to do and that, if her weather at home is anything like the weather here, it won't be outside.

"You shouldn't upset the help," she tells the man in the mask. "Who knows what they might bring back to you?"

[uncloakndagger]

It is, now, but it started with RED Demo versus BLU Soldier.

Spy gives her a curious look, followed by an apologetic smile. "Madame, I assure you et wasn't my intention to upset zhem. Et's zheir job to pick up zee trash, non?"

[gorgonfondness]

"True, but that doesn't mean we can't be courteous about it."

Mia always puts her refuse in the bin if she can. Have to set an example, you know.

"Do tell me I'm not scolding," she says with her own smile. "I'll have enough time to be a mother without practicing now."

[uncloakndagger]

They're rats, lady. He doubts they care.

But Spy smiles again as he asks, "When is 'e due?"