Outside Herbert Hoover Cabin [Thursday, Evening]

[pastmewrong]

First week or so in this sodding weird place, really hadn't been as awful as she'd expected. There were a few people even weren't too bad (and the ones that were she could still annoy the hell out of), a bar where they didn't even try and card her, and there were even a few parties. What else did she really need, right

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[cutsthestrings]

Fiona almost tripped over Effy but kept herself from taking the step that would have done so by, well, noticing her there.

"Hello."

Not the least bit of annoyance in her tone. She'd had a wonderful day. Just a touch of confusion. Then--

"Oh, watching the moose?"

[pastmewrong]

"Not much else going on around here," Effy said, taking a moment before she glanced up at Fiona and shifted over a little.

"Weird."

[cutsthestrings]

"Me or the moose?" she asked. She wasn't sure if the moving was to let her by or to let her sit.

She chose to sit.

[pastmewrong]

"The moose," Effy clarified, blowing her smoke away from Fiona. She was antisocial, not completely lacking in manners. "Don't think I know you well enough to comment on your normalcy." And she couldn't really talk when it came to oddities.