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[theyounger]

There is a Prime Minister in the bar.

Well, it's slightly less common than a knight in the bar and besides, he brought his paperwork and not his sword.

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[a_lioness]

Pity. *Alanna wanders over and perches on a nearby table. She doesn't elaborate.*

[theyounger]

"Noun. Sympathy and sorrow aroused by the misfortune or suffering of another."

Neither does he.

[a_lioness]

Gary, my friend... you can be so odd at times. *She manages to say this with a straight face.* I was not asking for a definition, merely commenting on the fact that you seem to be carting your paperwork around again.

You work too hard.

[theyounger]

He raises a hand with a flourish.

"No, no, my dear Lioness, I play too much...which is why I then have to work all the time. Distracted. That is I. Far too distracted for reams of paper and figures that make me wish there weren't numbers to record all this."

[theyounger]

"You're just that good."

Another feint, one more, and then he wings for her open side.

"I'm not too bad either."