Steph lights up even more when he wanders in, predictably. She'd expected him to spend much longer in Metropolis before heading back to Smallville.
"Hey, stranger," she greets him cheerfully, tray of glasses in one hand and a stack of empty jugs in the other. "Welcome to our bar. Can I offer you a drink?"
Sokka is getting scoped in turn by a handful of the regulars, who are, today, all over seventy, and tend towards being protective of Steph. And more importantly, protective of their bar and their town, particularly against tall scarred dangerous-looking young men.
Sokka is unaware of regulars as soon as his girl is greeting him. He grins back at her, wide and happy because she's happy. Which also means that everything is fine.
Sokka loves the way Steph can never hide her emotions. It makes it very easy to tell when he is and isn't allowed to be overprotective.
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"Hey, stranger," she greets him cheerfully, tray of glasses in one hand and a stack of empty jugs in the other. "Welcome to our bar. Can I offer you a drink?"
Sokka is getting scoped in turn by a handful of the regulars, who are, today, all over seventy, and tend towards being protective of Steph. And more importantly, protective of their bar and their town, particularly against tall scarred dangerous-looking young men.
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Sokka loves the way Steph can never hide her emotions. It makes it very easy to tell when he is and isn't allowed to be overprotective.
"What's the waitress recommend?"
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Beam!
"Come sit down. Metropolis get boring?"
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