[Anybody who's out by the bridge might notice a long-legged young lady sitting on its edge, smiling contemplatively at the sinister-looking waters below. Anybody not out by the bridge will see the barest glimpse of those same long legs thanks to the watch sitting on the rail beside her and broadcasting the object of her attentions;
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himself in work... but he can't help but immediately think of the guests when the woman speaks. He approaches her
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Very true. I can't help but admire your insight, Miss...?
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Blackwood, Mister Ootori. Dil Blackwood. And how kind of you to say so-- Insight is often admirable but rarely admired, I find. Most people don't like a busybody.
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[She pauses to eye him appraisingly, still smiling.]
And you'd know all about that, wouldn't you?
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What the hell is he doing?
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[Dil doesn't turn to look at her visitor, keeping her look of intrigue aimed at her active compatriot splashing around down below.]
He has a job to do, that's all.
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And what exactly would that be? [As much as he really wants to get information from her... He really can't help but look at those legs some more as he talks to her.]
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Tim's job? Goodness me, Mr. Gojyo, but you are blunt. How forthright of you. How direct. And yet, for somebody so purpose-minded, you're going about things rather circumlocutorily... One might think that, were you curious about Tim's job, you might ask Tim.
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Catching nothing of the long-legged lady, Scott narrows his eyes at her and rests the guitar over his shoulder.]
"You're speaking as if you were talking about a clock.."
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[The last is said with a deliberate nod to Scott's guitar, an amused smile curling at Dil's lips.]
Or anything else with functioning parts. Why would you assume a clock, Mr. Pilgrim? Does time concern you so?
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"And you know who I am.."
[Scott waves a hand, directing towards the empty spot next to her.]
"Is it cool if I sit down?"
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