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[lil_green_apple]

There is a Pomona in a bar.

There is a Pomona on a couch in a bar.

There is a Pomona curled up on a couch with a mug of gods' milk (otherwise known as chocolate milk), watching the fishes swim around in the fire, in a bar.

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[necessary_child]

There is a Pomona! Sam has missed her.

That's why he's just dropped into the nearest chair with an easy "Hullo" and a smile.

[lil_green_apple]

She offers him a rather shy smile and a "Hello" back. Awww, she has missed him as well.

[necessary_child]

"I haven't seen you in a while," he observes. "Been busy?"

[lil_green_apple]

She ducks her head down a little, considering her answer with care. "I have been... tending," she says. "To my garden." As Pomonas do.