♬ the pianoman's thirty-third song ♬

[lawyerlarry]

[Larry has been either at work at Caritas, being only as social as need be, or cooped up in his room for the past couple of weeks. The whole baby thing really bugged him and he dealt with it the only way he knows how. Badly

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[optimystically]

[even with all this vampire terribleness, Maya is still on the job! So guess which perky waiter is coming up to you at Caritas]

I know you're at the bar, but are you hungry for anything?

[lawyerlarry]

[He'll give Maya a smile anyway. Clearly, him being a performer here, they must know of each other?]

No, I think I'm okay right now. You'll be the first to know when I'm hungry though.

[optimystically]

[yeah, or at least they've seen each other :)]

Alright. [and since the place isn't exactly packed, she'll kind of hang around to chat] So are you just here to unwind?

[lawyerlarry]

Mmhmm. I haven't been out in awhile to just...unwind. I've been told it's unhealthy.

[decibel_chamber]

[There is a Jono back to work tonight, since it's been forever since he's been able to come into work at all. He'll be behind the bar, polishing a glass and otherwise being like every other British guy who's worked in a pub ever. He'll wander over your direction, recognizing both voice, and the fact that they've been working together for months.]

Still amazes me, th' world could be endin' outside, an' people still come in t'get pissed up, like i's any other day. How ya been keepin', mate?

[lawyerlarry]

[Larry just smirks at that and lifts his drink]

Consider me one of the idiots, I suppose. [he sips from that glass and considers his answer, then shrugs]

Not bad. Just dealing with this place.

[decibel_chamber]

Not that I can blame anyone, mind ya. Were I not "on duty" as it were, I'd be doin' th' same thing. [Jono smirks.]

I's a battle every day, right? One wonders jus' what it is th' castle's hopin' t'get out of us.

[lawyerlarry]

How much longer are you on duty? [a brow raise]

I don't think we'll ever know the answer to that one.

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[walkinthruwalls]

How's fridays?

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[lawyerlarry]

Fridays are yours.

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[walkinthruwalls]

Awesome. Is there any particular time that I should come? And where too, too.

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[lawyerlarry]

I was going to go to Caritas tonight, but if you want to meet in the music room now we could.

[breakmychest]

[Spike hadn't been paying that much attention to the journal during the day, but he's in Caritas anyway because he could very much use a drink. He heads up to the bar and sits next to Larry, casting him a mildly interested glance as he receives his drink.]

[lawyerlarry]

[Larry gives a polite nod to the guy who sits nearby. He's seen him around Caritas, but he doesn't really know him. All the same, Larry is a polite kind of guy.]

[breakmychest]

[It takes Spike a second look because he isn't always the most observant of people, but he's pretty sure he's seen this guy around before. After a moment, it clicks.]

Aren't you usually at the piano?

[lawyerlarry]

[To which Larry nods, smirking slightly, mostly to himself.]

Usually, yes. It's my night off.

[_fredless]

[A smile]

There you are.

[lawyerlarry]

And there you are.

[_fredless]

Hey now, that's not fair. I've been around.

Mostly]

[lawyerlarry]

I know. Doesn't stop me from being happy to hear from you.