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[loveinalocket]

Shiori is awake, visible, and in the bar, looking for answers. She may also be writing a letter on napkins, and has been for quite a while, judging by the piles of discarded paper around her. Come try and give her advice.

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[anthy_rosebride]

Anthy's heading for the bar when she sees Shiori out of the corner of her eye, but she doesn't stop short; only once she's seated does she glance back.

No mistake. Shiori Takatsuki.

[loveinalocket]

Shiori looks up from her letter, and looks around. Yes, she sees Anthy.

[anthy_rosebride]

For a moment Anthy doesn't move; then she pastes a smile on, and rises to take a few steps toward Shiori.

"Shiori-san?"

[loveinalocket]

Shiori looks up. "Yes?" She goes back to the letter, and does a double-take. "I know you, don't I." It's not a question.

[auntie_di]

"You look busy."

Diana cocks her head.

"What're you writing?"

Tact? Her?

Meh.

[loveinalocket]

Shiori blinks and looks up. She smiles. "A letter. It's not going so well."

[auntie_di]

"Eh," a sympathetic wince "something awkward?"

She swings her feet on the barstool.

"Need inspiration."

[loveinalocket]

Shiori grimaces. "Yes, it is rather awkward. I'm Shiori."