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[doyousmellfudge]

It's amazing how long you can be at Milliways and not find things that others take for granted

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[ol_yellow_eyes]

Data is sitting at a nearby booth with Spot.

"Hello, Artie," he greets, looking at him curiously. "Do you play?"

[doyousmellfudge]

"Hm?" Artie looks up. "Oh, y'know, I dabble, now and then. I don't get the chance to play very often anymore."

[ol_yellow_eyes]

"Your work with the government keeps you busy, then?" Data guesses, petting his cat.

[doyousmellfudge]

Artie huffs a quiet, dry laugh. "You have no idea."

[doesntsaymuch]

Hey, Teller recognises this guy.

Don't worry, Artie. He's just in a t-shirt and jeans today (and isn't even wearing any shoes), so he doesn't have anywhere to hide giant spiders.

He does still have personal space issues, though, and decides to join Artie at the piano.

[doyousmellfudge]

About ten seconds after Teller sits down, Artie catches a glimpse of the little man in his peripheral vision, and starts so hard that he almost falls off the bench.

[doesntsaymuch]

This, in turn, actually startles Teller. He jumps slightly, and then stares at Artie.

What was that for?

[doyousmellfudge]

"Don't DO that!" Artie almost shouts.