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[nothawkingbird]

The door is opened to a sunny day in New York. Light breeze and clouds overhead. Not that it would be easy to see from where they were on the upper east side in Manhattan.  The street was quieter here, so not as much taxis and cars as some other ones. But it still meant some regular traffic.  It was early spring so there was still a light chill to

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[will_scarlett]

He looks a bit awkward, long sleeved shirt, jeans and a jacket that all fit but on him, it looks a bit like a disguise and grips her hand tightly,

"Ne'er been to a museum 'fore, whiche'er one ye like best."

[nothawkingbird]

"The Guggenheim's smaller, but hmmm, it's more for smaller collections. More modern." And she wasn't sure how he would react to the spiral layout of the building with its gradual inclines upward.

"Well, usually, the Metropolitan is a bigger draw for tourists. But some of the architecture's very traditional. We'll head there." She squeezed his hand.

"You look fine, I mean, granted in the city? Especially here, people are used to odd outfits and costumes, believe me. But better to blend in." She then started to lead him down the street.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, good, just feel bit odd is all, fits in odd places an all. An the Metropolitan sounds lovely, tis such a clean city."

He's glad of her hand and follows along, the crowd doesn't bother him at all since he grew up on the edge of Nottingham's market and he's trying to not look around too obviously.

[nothawkingbird]

Bitter smile at that, "Only because of where we are. You'll see what I mean when we get closer to Central Park. Nothing is as it seems here, they just got better at ignoring anything that seems unpleasant."

They walked along, heading toward the northern end of Central Park, up in the 90s. The Metropolitan was down starting at 84th. They crossed Park Avenue, and headed over to Museum Mile. The Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis reservoir's surface glittered from the sunlight. Kate's words started to hold true with the debris around the gutters. Some garbage, and as they crossed the street to walk along Central Park, Kate's hand on Will's tightened a little.