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The Perk--Tuesday afternoon

Han walks in after Bio with Lana. They've been talking about class and the weekend and everything.

He glares at the overly complicated menu again. "Lana, honey, get what you want, and I'll make it two."

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"I think I'll have a grilled ham and cheese and a coffee."

[OOC:Totally forgot that after class it was 5PM!]

Han nods at the barrista. "Two of them." While it's being gotten, he stares at the menu. "Why the need to complicate coffee? If you want a cup of flavor and milk, get a milkshake."

He balances the sandwiches and the coffee and heads to a back table.

"This okay?"

"It's great, thanks." Lana sits down across from Han. "I'm glad you suggested this. I just haven't been able to get what happened Saturday out of my mind."

[OOC: Need to slowplay till about 2:45 - back at work now.]

"Me, either, doll. Glad you were there to help out."

[[ooc:np. Whenever]]

"I don't think I even thought about it, I just acted. If I'd stopped to think I probably would have been too scared to do anything." Lana shuddered. "Anyway, he's okay nad he'll be coming home today, so that's good."

Han nods. "Yeah." He eats a little of the sandwich, and looks back at her. "Shep's my shop partner. I like him. This is--" He drowns the rest in a drink of coffee.

"Everyone keeps telling me it's not my fault. It is. I took him up on the fight. I pulled the sneak attack that kept us fighting. We were having fun, and you girls were having such a good time I didn't want to stop."

Lana put her sandwich down. "I feel guilty about it too. If we hadn't been egging you guys on and if I hadn't distracted him yelling like that... But you know..." she took a deep breath and let it out. "It happened. And there's nothing we can do about it now except help him out as best we can. He doesn't blame either of us, I know that for sure."

She picked up her coffee then put it down again. "I dream about it at night, but in my dreams I can't get the bleeding to stop and he just looks up at me and his eyes are begging for me to help him and there's just blood *everywhere*."

"Yeah. Except for me, it's a whole arm laying on the ground and he's going down fast and the blood doesn't stop. And we're all soaked and he gone. And all of you are staring at me, and the blood just keeps rising until it closes over my head."

Lana closes her eyes and shakes her head. "We're a fine pair, aren't we? I know Maia's really upset too - the whole distraction thing. I wonder if she's having nightmares."

Lana sighs. "So, what do we do? How do we get over this? I'd thought once I saw Shep at the hospital and knew he was okay that the dreams would stop. Now I'm hoping that after I stop by and see him and he's in his room and back here that I'll feel better. Which reminds me... we should grab him some dinner and bring it over to him when we leave here."

"I got class tonight." He hauls out his wallet and hands her a $20. "but take it to him on me. It's the least I can do."

He covers her hand with his. "I don't know what to do, Lana. Dreams fade in time, mostly. But that doesn't help when we're having them. I'll go see him before I leave."

Lana smiles ruefully at him. "Well, if you ever need to talk to someone about them, you can always call me. I certainly understand. Hopefully they'll get better in time, like you said."

She looks at the money. "Are you sure you want to pay for his dinner? I don't mind."

"That's what Bagoas is for. But I'll call, if you want." He gives her the moderately charming number 7 smile.

He closes her hand over the money, but doesn't let go of it. "Money is not a problem. And yeah, I do want to buy."

Lana flushes a bit. She isn't quite sure how to respond. He couldn't be flirting with her, could he? She looks up at him, trying to read his face. His hand is warm and...

She smiles up at him, but her uncertainty shows in her face a little. "Thank you," she says finally, feeling a bit charmed. "It's really nice of you to do that. And, well... sure, call if you want."

Han glances at the wall clock. "I gotta go. Mrs. Gilmore-Danes is real picky about being on time. Give Shep my best. And remember, you can call me too."

He brushes the barest ghost of a kiss over her hair as he rises and goes.

Lana watches him go, her hand going up unconsciously to touch where he kissed her hair. She didn't quite know what to make of him, but he was incredibly charismatic... She realizes she's staring off into space thinking about what just happened and looks around hoping nobody had noticed.

She lets a deep breath out and goes up to order some dinner for Shep, feeling Han's $20 still warm in her hand.

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The Perk--Tuesday afternoon

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