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Lee pops in and waves at the pink-haired woman. "Hi! I've never been here before. What should I buy?" he says, all smiles.

Tonks beams over at the newcomer, who looked rather...gleeful. "Hi!" She returned cheerfully. "I'd suggest jelly beans. They come in all sorts of flavors, you know. And...probably gum? We have gum that won't lose it's flavor for awhile."

"I have no real concept of Earth candy," Lee says, with a grin, "so I'll take two of each of whatever you just suggested."

She blinks. "Are you sure? The jelly beans can come in some really odd flavors... like rum and wine and pickled pigs' feet..." She moves to fill a rather large bag of jelly beans, as requested. "But then you get all of the, er, 'normal' ones like chocolate and coffee and watermelon-flavored gum..."

"Err...what? Why would you have candy that tasted odd?" Lee asks, confused.

She only shrugs. "It's candy. It doesn't really have to have to have a reason."

Lee blinks. "Well, if you say so!"

"And I do!" She replied happily, continuing to fill the clear bag. Once it's full, with two of each flavor, she knots it and ties it off with a length of shiny gold ribbon. "Here!"

"These are the jelly beans?" Lee asks.

Tonks smiles and nods. "You really don't have much of a clue about Earth candy, do you?"

"Not at all, ma'am," he says. "So, I take it that they are?"

"You'd be right." She answers brightly, going towards the counter to ring up his purchase. "Is this all?"

"You said you have gum as well?" Lee asks. "Do you have just normal, sweet tasting gum?"

She nods. "On that shelf right behind you. The one with the bright green and purple wrappers."

Lee grabs two packets and places them next to the jelly beans. "Okay! Ring me up, ma'am!"

"Don't call me ma'am. It makes me feel old." She mutters quietly, ringing up the gum and jelly beans for him.

He blushes in response and hands her money.

She looks up, smiling reassuringly at him as she hands him his change.

"Thanks," he says, taking the change the candy with him. "Have a great day!"

"Hello, Tonks!" Ivanova grins when she steps into the store. "You seem to be in an exceptionally good mood today. May I enquire as to the cause?"

At the sight of Ivanova, Tonks brightens. "Wotcher!" She calls. "And my good mood...well, it's unseasonably warm, the sun is shining, and the planets seem to be aligned in my favor." She winks.

Ivanova raised an eyebrow as she leaned on the counter beside the witch, absently reaching over to ruffle the spikes. "Mazeltov. Had a good day? As in, one not spent in class?" That might have been a face Ivanova pulled. Maybe.

Tonks grins, feeling rather like a puppy by the head-patting. "My day was lovely. Particularly since it wasn't spent in class."

"Ooooh, do tell." She raised her hands, wincing. "I smell like coffee grounds - not as nice as coffee - and I ripped all the hair off a bit of my arm because of some wayward duct tape. So let me hear about your day."

"Well, I slept in late, tripped over the cat, and managed to knock a radio off the table." She says, "And that was within the first ten minutes of waking up." She grins, suggesting that this is a good thing. "I got some letters from home, which I haven't got in a long time, and read them while I read the newspaper from where I'm from and - oh! I brought my camera, so I can take a picture of you."

Ivanova makes a show of fluffing her hair and posing. "I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. De Mille!" She laughs, abandoning the pose. "Letters from home are great. I haven't gotten any lately, but they are rather busy."

Tonks grins, and reaches for her camera. "I'm going to warn you - my pictures move."

"Ack. Do I have to do anything? Or will they just move on their own?" She looks rather startled.

"You don't have to do anything. They're smart like that, and stuff." She grins, bringing up the camera.

Ivanova grins into the camera, a bit self-conscious as she always felt when having her picture taken. "I think I'll want a copy of this one."

"Sure," she replies cheerfully, centering the shot. Click. Flash.

"Ta-da!" Ivanova leaned back on the counter. "So . . . not to be a nag, but have you seen your boss around? He still hasn't called me back about the job."

"Not at all. He has the habit of disappearing for awhile." Tonks spares a glance to the door that led to the lab in the back. "Maybe you should try calling him? You know, last time he disappeared he was making me a chocolate fountain, which was pretty awesome."

"Was it a fountain made of chocolate, or a fountain that dispensed chocolate? Because of both, while amazing, the latter would by far be the cooler."

"A fountain that dispensed chocolate. Nifty, huh?"

"Very nifty," Ivanova nodded firmly. "So . . . the movie was fun the other night, wasn't it?" She isn't at all avoiding going back to the dorms. Nope.

Tonks grins, "Yeah, it was."

She glances at her watch. "Don't you lot have a curfew? Not that I want you to go; I just don't want you to get in trouble or anything..."

Ivanova made a face. "Yeah, we do." She knew that Tonks wasn't trying to get rid of her. "I'm just avoiding it. My roommate and I don't exactly get along very well. At all, really."

"Ew. New roomates." Tonks reaches out to pet Ivanova's hair. "What's the problem?"

Ivanova was not a puppy.

Except maybe when Tonks was doing the petting. Okay, so it felt kind of nice.

"The problem is that she's a telepath. Not just a telepath, one of the PsiCorp's trained mutts," she muttered. "I hate the PsiCorp. I once threw a PsiCop out a window when I was stationed on Io."

"Sounds like a problem." Tonks murmured, rather sympathetic. "I can understand how it'd be. There's no way you can get your room changed?"

"I could," Ivanova sighed. "I rather have the feeling that it's just a giant joke being played on me by the administration. But I'll go into the office when I have a chance." She made a little guilty face. "Lyta's not really that bad. Yet. But it's tiring being around her. I can't let down my guard."

"I guess it's one of those things that either you wear it down, or you wear it down." Tonks observed, with a rare seriousness. "Just remember that nothing has more power over you than what you hate."

Ivanova smiled a little. "You're right, Tonks, even if I don't know if it'll help much. Years of fear and hatred can't be overcome in a day. Or maybe even a semester." Her smile got a little bigger. "But at least I have you to hide out from the evil roomie with."

"You're right!" Tonks grinned. "And who needs anyone else when you've got me?" She flashed a slightly sardonic, self-depreciating smile, before ~~pinking~~ perking up.

"Precisely!" Ivanova grinned. She straightened up. "I really should get going, though. Maybe . . . I'll see you tomorrow?"

Tonks smiled. "Most likely."

"Right then. Bye!" Ivanova waved as she headed out of the shop, feeling a bit better about the roommate situation.

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