The Perk, Tuesday Morning

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Having already spent most of her morning working out, Honor slipped into The Perk for a hot chocolate and a little quiet time, away from the house. She felt rather like she was cheating on her steward -- he made excellent hot chocolate by any standard -- but with Andrew hovering over her so much of late, she was feeling a bit smothered. Besides, she thought, it's not like Mac has to know...

Nimitz, perched on her shoulder, gave a bleek of laughter. As he began to sign, Honor swatted at his hands. "Not a word, Stinker." She gave the treecat a wry grin. "Say anything and no celery for a month."

Gathering her hot chocolate, she settled into a chair and withdrew her minicomp as the 'cat swarmed into her lap. Honor read over the incoming newsfaxes from home, absently running her fingers through Nimitz's fur and sipping occasionally from her insulated paper cup.

[For your Perk needs. If anyone's interested, Honor is available for interaction.]

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[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha stopped by the Perk, and looking over their selection picked up some cookies.

[harringtongreen.livejournal.com]

Honor glanced up from her reading and smiled at the familiar face. She nodded a greeting.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

As Phale headed out to deliver cookies and check on some of the residents still in the clinic, Wilson had packed himself up and headed down to the Perk to grab a quick spot of lunch.

Choosing an egg salad sandwich to go with his coffee, the young doctor settled at a small table up by the window, a journal laid open on the table in front of him so that he could read as he enjoyed his lunch.