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The York Gallery; Saturday [ 06/20 ].
Deciding against slipping out of the gallery early to look into some of the stuff going on at the convention, Charlotte was content to be behind the reception desk at the gallery. Her successful ventures in decorating with Irulan had left her in an incredibly good and industrious mood, looking into a few shows going on back home and then flipping through her schedule book to find a good time to pencil in some shopping, and also planning out for when some new works from T&P might show up tomorrow.
The York Gallery is open!
[[ and OCD free, thanks to work stealth ninja-ing ]]
The York Gallery is open!
[[ and OCD free, thanks to work stealth ninja-ing ]]

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"Well that just makes my day!" Dale said cheerfully. "I picked up a few items at J'GOB for you and me to share. It's such a wonderful day I thought it would be good to spend together."
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That, and the idea of having Carrie or Miranda or (God help her) Samantha here was terrifying.
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Very little, because that was also Renee who was also all young and hot. Although, really, so was Daisy, but Renee and Dale had worked closer.
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It did work out rather nicely that all the hot young female cops at the station were lesbians.
...Yes, Charlotte still thought Daisy was a lesbian. She was special sometimes.
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"I think one would be fine," Dale replied. "I believe they are still together and doing fine. You remember Faith, don't you? She used to work at the bar."
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Must be the profession.
"Excellent," he replied moving the rub from the shoulders to the shoulder blades. "Have you finished your end of the guest list?"
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By her standards, anyway, which was still pretty notable.
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Yes. He was teasing.
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At least they should.
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"So what do you think our limit really should be?" he asked.
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She had a very extensive social network, and already it was bleeding to death from the cuts she'd made.
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Joking, joking! Mostly.