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[aveb_feline]

There is Mimi, curled up by the fire with hot chocolate and a blanket.

If your name is not Roger, she won't throw the cocoa in your face for talking to her.

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[1millionangels]

Mimi's the nearest person to Harriet, so the fact that Harriet approaches her is really just chance.

"Hi," she says with a friendly smile. "How much are Simon and Tom paying you for this? I'll double it if you'll tell me what's going on and help me get back at them, though I've gotta tell you, this is not nearly up to the standards of their usual pranks."

Also terrible timing, but it's possible they had this planned before Wes' meltdown. None of them were expecting that, after all.

[aveb_feline]

Mimi blinks.

Her player, who has a Jeannie journal that never got used, tries to resist.

"....first time in the Inn, I take it?"

[1millionangels]

Harriet's smile turns just a little confused.

"No, I was just in the studio... Really, you can stop now, whatever Tom and Simon were trying to do failed miserably the second Wes stepped up on that stage."

Speaking of, she should probably be going to join the rest of the cast by the stage now anyway... Oh, God.

"Actually, never mind, if you can just tell me how to get to the stage from here? Normally I wouldn't need it, but this is supposed to be a hallway, so I'm a little lost."

[aveb_feline]

Mimi sighs.

"Okay. Let's start with this. Hi, I'm Mimi. What's your name?"

Yes, Harriet, she's serious.

[mitanarchist]

"Hey there, pretty girl." There's an anarchist next to Mimi, complete with shiny presents.

[aveb_feline]

"Hey yourself."

Collins gets a cheek-kiss.

"How're you doing?"

[mitanarchist]

"I can't complain." The cheek kiss gets returned, of course. "Had a chance to squeal over Laura yet?"

[aveb_feline]

"Yeah. She's adorable, isn't she?"

This is not the handwave you are looking for. Move along.

[silver_maxwell]

Here's Max, sprawling down on a handy rug and glancing up at her. "Hi. How's the hot chocolate?"

[aveb_feline]

"Hi. It's excellent. Especially with a little whipped cream."

Mimi looks down, appreciating the eye candy.

It's nice to get a no-strings-attached stare now and then.

[silver_maxwell]

"Smells really good." Max grins up at her and offers a hand. "Max Carrigan."

[aveb_feline]

"Mimi Marquez."

Shaking of hands ensues.

"You should try some."

[the_antiangst]

How about a sibling?
"Hey there. It a safe bet to say you've seen better days?"

[aveb_feline]

".....hi."

Mimi curls up tighter, nodding and chewing on her lower lip.

"You could say that."

[the_antiangst]

"I was gonna say, you're not usually one for the blanket approach."
Angel had been half wondering if this might happen, with how much Mimi threw herself into traveling post-Roger. Doesn't make it not sting a little.

[aveb_feline]

"Yeah, well. Things change, y'know. Shit happens."

Mimi pauses and struggles for words.

"Meses. No más de seises."