Arnold--Hey Arnold!--Barthing

[mm_mono]

Arnold enters the bar with a small, worn leather journal clutched to his chest. It takes him a minute to realize that he is, in fact, in the bar, and when he does he heads for a booth

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[nofriendlyghost]

"What's that?"

... what? John was totally standing behind Arnold the whole time. Really.

[heyfootballhead]

Oh hai John! Arnold is now staring up at you.

"It's my dad's journal."

A beat.

"I found it and Grandpa told me I could keep it."

[nofriendlyghost]

John's eyebrows go up, a little.

"Have you opened it yet?"

[heyfootballhead]

Well. Actually.

"...No," he admits.

[pi_wakawaka]

Tiwa is feeling a lot better though still tired and worn and has just picked up a tea service from Bar. She stops near Arnold's booth since she can feel his happiness and joy,

"Hello."

[heyfootballhead]

He looks up at her and smiles. "Hi."

[pi_wakawaka]

"You look happy. Could I sit with you? I have enough scones to share."

[heyfootballhead]

"Sure," he says cheerfully. And, because at times he does remember his manners, "I'm Arnold."