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Caritas [Thursday evening]

Robin happily bounced into Caritas, gleefully taking her spot behind the bar.

To be honest, she'd kind of missed her job last week. Amidst all the being-a-dog-ness, anyway.

Which was why she was merrily working her way through some Scotch. For some reason, Tino didn't seem as happy to have her back. Weird.

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She frowned a little. "Did you like it?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes, it was just a bit sour," he said. "And it tasted differently than what you usually make. What was it?"

Robin cleared her throat and mumbled something.

"I'm sorry, what?" Fraser asked.

"That's Love in a Glass," she said quietly, and yes, there was some blushing.

"Honey, you're blushing," he said, smiling widely at her. "That might be my favorite drink you've ever made me."

"I'm not blushing. And I thought you'd like it," she said, studying her scotch.

"You are," he said. "Why does this type of thing still embarrass you?"

"It's so demonstrative," she said, shrugging. "And cheesy."

"So, why did you do it?" Fraser wondered. "You didn't have to."

"Because you'd like it and I love you," she said simply.

"I love you too," he said, smiling, "but you don't need to do things that you dislike for me."

"I don't dislike doing it. I like doing stuff that makes you happy," she said, smiling.

"Well," he said and finished the rest of the drink, "thank you, honey. I appreciate it and I am happy if a little tired."

"Tired?" she asked worriedly.

"With Mr. Harris gone, I've been at the job site more this week," he said.

"Yeah, I'm so making you breakfast," she said, leaning over to kiss him.

"Are you sure?" he asked quietly. "There's no need for you to wake up that early with me."

"It'll make your day better. And then we can camp out in bed. And I have a thing to do for you sometime, anyway," she said, kissing his nose.

"A thing to do?" he asked, curious.

"Secret thing," she said, smiling adorably. "I'll do it Saturday."

"Mmm." He had no idea. And it wasn't his birthday or anything. "Do I need to anything?"

"Give me access to the apartment for like an hour without you there," she said, nodding.

"I can go into the office for a bit," he decided.

"Ooooooh you could show Popcorn your office," she suggested.

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