At the Echolls Residence

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Rory takes a deep breath before hesitantly pressing the doorbell.

She fidgets, waiting for someone to answer the door. She half-hopes that Logan's not home. Though she had left Angela a couple hours prior, and confirmed her suspicions online, she had yet to come up with a way to talk to Logan about...what had happened.

Late Saturday [NOT FOR BROADCAST] CJ/Shane revelations

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She's got one whole box packed, thanks to chatting with Elizabeth . She was really happy to have an assistant again, and E. was so smart, a real firecracker in class. It was hard not to show her favor in class...she really didn't belong in high school with a mind like that.

Walking around the apartment, she realized how little she was attached to most of this stuff. She'd bought it because she liked its look, or it was functional, but honestly, she'd barely been home in DC, and she was barely here in town before she began staying at Ten's.

She sat on the sofa and closed her eyes. Ten. A smile spread across her face. She'd been gone so long today. She couldn't wait to get home to see him. She grabbed the box...not heavy, and with only the things she really wanted to have with her. Pictures mostly, and Bast...couldn't leave her behind.

She locked the door behind her and started the trip across the park. When had it gotten so late? Approaching the bench by the lake, she spied shane_mcc, always a welcome sight.

Time for Mass

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The old priest stumbles out of the parochial house and, with two feet on the ground and two hands on the wall, feels his way round to the entrance of the Church. A bottle can be seen protruding from each pocket of his jacket. He staggers through to the vestry and emerges a little later with some of his vestments worn back-to-front and at least one garment on upside-down.

Mass is said. In Swahili, with occasional forays into Latin.

The homily is inaudible, but the paper handout suggests that the text may have been taken from the Book of Proverbs, chapter 23 and verses 29 to 35.

At the end of Mass, he curls up in the shadow of the Altar and starts snoring gently.

Sunday After Mass

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CJ and Elizabeth walk back to the park from the church, chatting.

Sunday Afternoon

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[She walked back to the TARDIS with Elizabeth after Mass. Unlocking the door, she wasn't sure what she would find inside. Would Ten be there? Shane? Both of them? Neither? She took a deep breath and opened the door.

Not seeing anyone immediately, she walked straight back to her room...and found Shane still asleep.]

Shane? Sweetie, gotta wake up...

Sunday at the Dive

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The Chalkboard out front reads:

Sunday Dinner:
Yankee pot-roast with vegetables, hot rolls

Pottage (lentils and barley with carrots, onion and potatoes), hot rolls

Chef Salad


Dessert:
Lemon Cake
Honey cookies
Grasshopper pie
Chocolate truffle pie

Wonka Sweets Shoppe

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Wonka, having finally realised that he's down two employees, enters the shop proper, and leaves a stack of applications on the counter. The applications are for weekend work, and work in the laboratory. He hopes he will get some one to experiment on work with soon.

Black Books Sunday Afternoon

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Paige stands outside the shop wondering how much trouble she's gonna be in for not being around much lately.

She opens the door quietly hoping to see Manny since she's actually kinda missed him.

"Manny you in?"

Perkolator, late Sunday afternoon.

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Manny and Paige come into the coffee shop. He holds the door open for her, and conducts her to the counter. He orders:

A three-shot latte, wet, with butterscotch syrup, in a two-shot mug please. And a toasted tea cake with butter.

He looks at Paige

And ...?