Caritas- Saturday

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After this morning's onion incident...s, Jaina was just hoping she wasn't going to walk into anything weird when she got to work. And sure enough, there was Tino, staring warily at a crate of cocktail onions, like he wasn't sure if they were all about to start talking or not.

"Put it in back," Jaina said. "Just put it in back and forget they're there for now."

As he headed off to do so, Jaina started setting up and decided anyone who wanted one of those in their drink today was just going to have to deal without it.

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It was amazingly fast, traveling thousands of miles by walking through a portal rather than boarding multiple planes and dealing with security and the annoyances of the other passengers. Dimitri realized how typical it was that such ease was reserved for those with monetary means. But then, Dimitri had been enjoying his increased means as evidenced by the rich leather duster hanging from his broad shoulders, just hiding the fresh designer clothing beneath.

He entered Caritas, soaking in the familiar setting with new eyes and smiled to himself as he sat at the bar, secure in the knowledge of how the magic there had worked. "I thought I might see you here," Dimitri remarked, lips curling into an amused smile that hid his fangs quite well. "A month changes so little."

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Jaina could feel the prickly sensation of her danger sense going off, but it wasn't strong enough to do more than make sure she kept alert. Something to keep an eye on, and if it got worse, she probably needed to intervene somewhere.

For the moment, she greeted Dimitri with a smile and said, "I'm still predictable that way. I didn't think I'd see you back here yet."

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"I had some business to attend to at the gym in the morning," he told her. It was true, after all, just not likely the business she would expect. "It fit into my schedule to make the trip a little longer, so I thought a stop into your bar would be welcome." Dimitri's voice hadn't changed, his mannerisms were all the same, there just happened to be evil lurking within and red rings around the iris of his eyes. Luckily that wasn't too obvious in the lighting of a bar. At least not to anyone with normal vision. "You're looking...very well."

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"Uh, thanks," she said, sure she heard that wrong. Or interpreted it wrong, anyway. "Watch me remember to do my job: Can I get you anything?"

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"A soda water with lime," he replied. There was little chance he'd drink it, but it was what he'd always ordered. "Now it's my turn to watch you do your job."

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"There's not much to watch," Jaina told him, getting the drink together. "So what are you up to now?" She didn't want to outright ask, since Rose hadn't mentioned anything about the trials, and she'd really rather not step on any kind of landmine there.

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"Oh, the same sort of thing. Plenty of killing and maiming." Just for fun now. "Have you spoken with Rose?"

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"Oh my god! You TURD!!! Why didn't you tell me you were coming back to town?" Shelley practically screamed, scampering up to Dimitri with arms flung wide. She would have run, but her skirt was particularly tight.

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"Shelley!" This was unexpected.

Dimitri was hugged and somehow managed to return the display of affection with no real feeling in his chilly heart. And without biting his former roommate or killing her. That last part was really kind of difficult. "It was a sudden visit."

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"I can't believe it's you!" she said, stepping back from the hug. "How have you been? You look great."

She frowned. "Holy shit. Did you get contacts? Or do you just have like some crazy jet-lag going in your, um, eye-ial region?"

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Of course Shelley would notice his eyes right away - Dimitri recalled her frequently referring to the eyes as the nipples of the face. "No, just too much time reading in the dark," he told her, looking her in the eyes and considering if compulsion was worth the effort or if scaring her was a better idea. "And of course, a side effect of exterminating humans for sustenance."

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Shelley laughed and went rummaging in her clutch for eye drops. The amount of crap Shelley could fit in a stylish little clutch really did go against the laws of physics. Someone could write a paper about it.

"God, I've missed you and your jokes." Pretty much anything Dimitri said that didn't make sense, Shelley chalked up to him having an odd sense of humor. "Eye drops?" she offered.

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"No thank you." Who said Strigoi weren't polite? Dimitri smiled, hiding his fangs with his lips, making it rather awkward-looking. "Though you are as entertaining as I remembered...and far less annoying than the vapid masses. What would you say to an offer of eternal youth, Shelley?" Even if he didn't have to make it a choice, Dimitri had a certain desire to ask.

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Shelley had managed to drop one and a quarter pounds on her cabbage soup diet, but that wasn't the point. The point was that the diet had made her skin positively radiant! She decided to hit the town, see if anyone noticed her glowing complexion, and see if she couldn't gain the weight back via boozing.

"Howdy neighbor! Can I get a honey basil gimlet?"

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Huh. Okay, so this was the neighbor John had dated.

Someday the jealousy thing would stop, and on that day Jaina would do a little dance of happiness.

"I... have no idea what that is," she admitted, gesturing to Tino.

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"It's totally delish," Shelley commented, eyes wide in anticipation. "I could drink them by the bucket, but only if it was like a really cute bucket with a straw."

"I'm Shelley," she added. "I've seen you around the building, but I don't think we've talked."

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"Jaina. And no, we haven't talked." Which was a good thing, because when she first moved in, jealousy had kind of equaled Jaina wanting to hit her. That had passed. See, she was even trying! Like a mature adult. "Kind of amazing we haven't managed that till now."

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"Well I have a crazy schedule," Shelley lied. Telling someone you spend the majority of your time moping around your apartment, wearing little to nothing, and pretending someone was taking pictures of you wasn't a very good opener for conversation.

"I'm working on my own clothing line," she added. It wasn't a total lie, as she did think about clothes quite a lot.

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"Oh," she said, watching as Tino brought the drink over to Shelley. "What kind of clothes?" She sort of feared asking, not gonna lie.

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"Lingerie, mostly. Of course, that's what I have the most experience with. I'll probably branch out into shoes and handbags eventually, because, let's face it, that pretty much covers the basics."

She took a sip of her dink and smacked her lips in appreciation. "You want a sip?"

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FYI, I don't cry when I cut onions. I cry when they're being cooked. IDK.