Chaucer's, Saturday Evening

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff walks into the shop, leaving the door open behind him, and places two packages on the counter. He calls up the stairs. "Paige, love, do we have one of those keeps-things-cold cupboards?"

[OOC: That open door? That's an invitation, folks.]

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[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige walks downstairs in only a red silk night robe,

"Yes baby, we have a cooler, I'll go put the stuff away."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff unpacks the ice cream and hands it to Paige with a kiss, and then turns to welcome the newcomer.

[OOC: And also moves down to the thread below, so as to avoid confusion.]

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige is about to ask why there's so much ice cream when Tara comes down

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara comes down the stairs. "Um, hi. I'm Tara... I don't know if Paige mentioned me. I've been staying here the last few days. While you've been gone."

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige comes back down, having totally forgotten Tara could have come in at any moment while they were upstairs, she smiles at her, "You have some where to live now don't you Tara?"

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Um... yeah," Tara nods. "Just... getting my stuff. And I wanted to check on you after class today."

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige blushes and looks over at Geoff, "Yeah I'm fine, I'd rather not think abot the class though

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure you're feeling much better now that Geoff's back," Tara grins, turning her smile onto the tall man. "She was missing you quite horribly."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Sorry, mun got overwhelmed with sudden influx of comments to the message box.]

Geoff beams at Paige, then turns with a welcoming smile to Tara. Offering his hand, he says, "Obviously you're a friend of Paige's, but I don't think I've had the pleasure. Geoff Chaucer."

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Tara Maclay. And let me just gush for a moment, Mr. Chaucer, about what an honour it is to meet you. We studied you in Women's Studies at university, and I never imagined I'd actually get to shake your hand." She does so, perhaps a little too enthusiastically.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia wearily pushes open the door of the shop, and trudges in. There are dark circles under her eyes, and she looks much less energetic than usual. A rather gruff-looking man is close in tow, and she waits for him to enter before closing the door. She notices Geoff is back, and brightens up a bit, smiling at him and Paige, then sets her things down at her desk before turning to the odd man with her.

[Zat vould be Geoff. I vant you to be nice to him, alright? Zis is his home, and his business.]

She walks over to Geoff and Paige, and indicates the man. "Paige, I believe you've already met Ludvig. Geoff, may I introduce Herr Ludvig von Beethoven."
She steps aside and indicates Beethoven to move forward.

"Erm...he's mostly deaf, but he can read your lips if you speak German. I'll translate, if you'd like."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Ludwig steps into the shop. He remembers the place from the previous day. He likes it here- it's bright, and clean, and reminds him a bit of home.At Sonia's words, he lowers his eyebrows a bit, and grumbles.

[Vhy, how could you think I'd be anything but a gentleman? Besides, I am razzer anxious to meet Mr. Chaucer. I assume he's that man standing next to your young friend?]

Beethoven walks up to the small group and, seeing Sonia mouth his name, bows low to Paige, and then to Geoff.

[OOC: Oh, yeah, pretend the dialogue in brackets is in high German. :D]

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia turns to Beethoven.

[Geoffrey has been avay on...certain matters these few veeks. I need to go over a few items of business, zo if you vant to continue vurking, you can use my desk in zer meantime. Oh, and I can get you some coffee if you'd like.]

She looks back to Geoff, and smiles at him. "It's good to have you back, by the vay. How vas your trip?"

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

[Coffee vould be good, zank you. And I think I'll have another look around zis place vhile I vait.]

With that, he bows out of the little group and heads over to one of the far walls to inspect another of the Coat-of-Arms Chaucer has hanging.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige smiles at the pair "rough night?" she asks Sonia

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia turns her back to Beethoven and smiles wanly at Paige. "A bit. He, um, snores. Loudly. All the vay in the other room, and I still couldn't sleep." She sighs, and presses the heels of her palms into her eyes.

"I need coffee. Vould you like some? There's more than plenty- I knew I'd need a lot for today."

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige, who is still in night robe nods, yawning, "That'd be great thanks Sonia."

She lowers her voice "so how come you're looking after him?"

((Gary Oldman Beethoven, what are you doing to me? ;D))

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff turns and smiles at Sonia as she enters, and nods his head at the man with her. At the introduction, he offers his hand to Beethoven. "I'm very pleased to me, my good man. Geoff Chaucer."

He looks over an Sonia. "I'm afraid my German is pretty bad, although I do speak French, if that would help."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Beethoven grasps Geoff's hand in a rather firm shake, and gives him a tight, though genuine smile. In rather rough and heavily accented English, he greets Chaucer. "Zer pleazure ees meine."

He turns his head to Sonia as she questions him, and shakes his head negative.

[My French is poor at best, and I have not had much experience...reading it. Please offer him my apologies- and let him know that I am a great admirerer of his works. He seems to have a genuine and qvite remarkable way vith vurds.]

[OOC: I honestly can't remember if Beethoven knew French- Italian, I believe, but not so sure with the Gallic. :D]

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff returns the man's handshake, as well as his smile. "You're a friend of Sonia's? Visiting, or are have you moved into town?"

[OOC: Very pleased to me? What the heck was that. Well, obviously you understood. Sorry 'bout that. And, btw- yeah, I'm pretty much bs-ing what Geoff knows, although in my defense I am basing my bs on some theories his biographers have put forth. Anyway, this is Fandom High, right? Not supposed to be realistic.]

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia smiles apologetically at Geoff.

"Looks like that's a no. Ah, and he vishes me to tell you that he's quite fond of your writing."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia nods and lets him go on his way, then looks back to Chaucer.

"I hope you don't mind if he stays here vith me again today? Like I told Paige, I don't think he could get into much trouble on purpose, but then, you never know in this town."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff nods again to Beethoven as he wanders off to look around. "I don't mind at all. You're absolutely right, trouble doesn't require a purpose in this town. If you let him wander off alone, he'd probably get eaten by a hydra living behind the diner or something."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia lifts a cup of coffee to her lips and grumbles something that could sound like "...vurse fates out there for the likes of him," but covers it up with a loud sip. "Yes, I mean, look vhat happened only a few veeks ago. You never know vhat sort of person- or things- might turn up from vun day to the next.

She yawns, then takes another large swig of coffee.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Beethoven takes up his spot from the previous night, and sets to work on the manuscript he had been mooning over the night before. For the most part, he is working quietly, though occassionaly a faint humming can be heard coming from his direction.