flora
"Oh ho. My lucky day." Flora trills, not deigning to say more until they are safely inside the bar where prying ears and eyes wouldn't be a concern. Once the pair are through the batwing doors, the Doubletake lets go of George's arm but only so that might slip behind the bar to fetch them each a glass.
George might notice that although there was a magical twilight within the bar as ever there had been, the furniture was entirely new and no longer was everything covered in a layer of salt-sweat and spilled liquor. "I still have a few more things to do before the grand re-opening, but..." Pouring them each a healthy dose of something amber and sweet smelling, Flora picks up the glasses and hands one to her newest accomplice with a shrug. "I think it's coming along alright." Raising a brow so that George might insert a compliment in the silence, Flora clinks her glass against his.
"To chance encounters."
George might notice that although there was a magical twilight within the bar as ever there had been, the furniture was entirely new and no longer was everything covered in a layer of salt-sweat and spilled liquor. "I still have a few more things to do before the grand re-opening, but..." Pouring them each a healthy dose of something amber and sweet smelling, Flora picks up the glasses and hands one to her newest accomplice with a shrug. "I think it's coming along alright." Raising a brow so that George might insert a compliment in the silence, Flora clinks her glass against his.
"To chance encounters."
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
