Stark Industries [Friday]

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It was a slightly hungover Kaylee who opened up the shop today. As such, she wasn't busily working on anything so much as sitting behind the counter and clinging to her coffee.

[...um, it's Twiday. SP IS THE NAME OF THE SPARKLY GAME.]

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A very serious looking Dale Cooper entered the shop with two troopers flanking him.

"Miss?" He asked pulling out his badge. "My name is Dale Cooper with the Fandom Police Depatment. Is Mr. Stark in at the moment?"

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Kaylee had never dealt with the police. That had usually fallen to her dad while she looked on and took little mental notes.

So, she knew she should always either (a) tell the truth, or (b) lie and say she didn't know anything.

Thankfully, today option (a) worked. "I don't think he is, sir," she said, looking apologetic.

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"I have some questions regarding an incident that took place here yesterday," Dale said pulling out his notebook to check his notes. "The radio last night reported that some police 'dudes' had apprehended someone by the name of Tyler and that Mr. Stark and talk of a weapon was involved."

He looked up from his notebook. "Considering that our police department wasn't anywhere near this shop yesterday I wanted to follow up and find out what had happened."

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"I weren't here yesterday," she assured him. "So I'm 'fraid I can't help you, sir."

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"Is there anyone here who was here yesterday that I can talk to?" Dale asked.

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"You could try back later with Mr. Stark or Miss Potts, but they ain't here now," she admitted. "I wish I could help more, sir."

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"I'll follow up with them at a later time then, miss," Dale said with a grin. "Thank you for your time."

[momslilassassin]

Ben poked his head into the shop as usual. "Hi."

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"Hiya," Kaylee said, just a bit lethargically.

[momslilassassin]

"You okay?" Ben asked, tilting his head and frowning.

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"Hungover," she admitted with a small smile.

[momslilassassin]

He winced sympathetically. "Been there," he said. "Tequila is evil."

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"Pink drinks are," she said, nodding slowly.

[momslilassassin]

"Well, not milkshakes," he said, smiling.

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"Only 'cause I ain't figured out how t'put booze in 'em," she replied with a small smile.

[momslilassassin]

He grinned back. "I imagine you could just pour it in. I can get the droid working on it if you'd like."

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"Ooooooooooh."

That was Kaylee's whole answer.

[momslilassassin]

"So that's a yes, I take it," he said.

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Kaylee nodded carefully. "...not t'day, though."

[momslilassassin]

"Not today," Ben repeated. "Loud banging would be a bad, bad thing for your head. I remember waking up and wondering if I could just, um, take the head off for a little while."

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"It'd be nice. I had a pretty quiet day so far," she said, smiling.

[momslilassassin]

"Quiet is good," Ben said, leaning against a nearby wall. "Any reason for drinking, or just because it was pink?"

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"I was the bartender!" she said excitedly. "...so basically, yeah, 'cause it was pink."

[momslilassassin]

"How'd you get to be a bartender?" he asked. "Most of the bartenders at home," in his vast experience in cantinas, of course, "are droids."

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"I went t'the bar an' the bartender wasn't there!"

It was a difficult and confusing time for her, really.

[momslilassassin]

"That's how you get jobs on this planet? Huh."

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"'parently!" she said happily. "But Ned had t'drag me home an' put me t'bed or I prolly would've passed out there."

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"That was very polite of him," Ben offered.

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"I called him an' told him t'visit," she told him. "But he was sweet t'bring me home. He always takes care of me when I'm drunked."

All like, two times it had happened.

[momslilassassin]

"It happens a lot?"

Stop being a cop, Ben.

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"Twice," she said, looking guilty.

[momslilassassin]

Ben smiled. "I've only done it once," he admitted. "Jaina's boyfriend took me out."

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"With th'hair?" she asked, spiking her fingers over her head in an estimation of John's head.

[momslilassassin]

Ben giggled laughed. "Yeah, him," he said. "A big improvement on the guys my Jaina has at home."

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"Ooooh?" she asked, raising her brows.

[momslilassassin]

"One of them has noooo sense of humor at all and the other one is far too easily broken," Ben told her.

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She made a face. "Why bother with people who don't make you happy?"

[momslilassassin]

"She likes them," Ben said, rolling his eyes. "I don't have to date 'em."

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"True," she said, still making a face.

[momslilassassin]

"She definitely has a type," Ben said. "Dark haired pilots. Weird, huh?"

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"I think we all got types," she said thoughtfully, shrugging.

[momslilassassin]

"I don't have a type," Ben said.

Because he'd never had a date. Details.

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"I used to," she said with a little smile.

[momslilassassin]

"Red-headed mechanics?" Ben asked.

Sigh, Ben.

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"Mechanics," she said, nodding thoughtfully and utterly cluelessly. "An' pilots. Cocky guys, mostly."

[momslilassassin]

"I'm not cocky," Ben lied.

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She smiled at him. "Sure you ain't."

[momslilassassin]

"I'm just that good," Ben replied.