Town Hall, Sunday

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The corpse of two mobile phones occupied the bottom of Ron's waste bin, as did a computer keyboard. Unfortunately, Ron had to be in this office at least several days each week, and so the death of said electronic appliances had been tragic but necessary.

His office was now mercifully quiet. At last.

He pulled out a plastic container and opened it. He unwrapped the bacon inside with great care. He ate it. Then he sat back and did nothing for approximately five minutes. It was heaven.

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"Hi!" said a voice from the doorway. It was attached to an eight-year-old. "I know you!"

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There was a small person talking to him.

"...Hello."

A child.

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"I guess you don't know me," Hillary concluded. "I'm Hillary. At home you work with my moms, but this is a whole different universe, I guess. Did you know it smells like bacon in here? Is there more?"

Ahahaha she should know better than to expect Ron to part with bacon.

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Ron reached out and firmly placed the lid on his bacon container. "There is no bacon for you," he said. "Go back to your moms."

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"They don't know each other yet here," Hillary explained. "Do you know Leslie Knope?"

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Ron's mustache twitched. "Yes."

If Leslie was involved, this was going to get very, very annoying.

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So true, Ron. So true.

"Does she live near here?" Hillary wondered. "'Cause I met my other mom but she's never heard of Mama yet. Also, I don't think this town even has a parks department, because the park was really messy and full of garbage."

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"Your mother," and Ron was not even going to think about how this happened because that was not his job, "is in Pawnee, managing the Department of Parks and Recreation while I am on vacation. Now that I have helped you, please leave my office."

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Wise choice.

"Can I ask one more thing first?" Hillary wanted to know. She'd noticed the plaque on the door coming in, so she had to ask: "How come you're mayor? Don't you hate that stuff?"

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"I believe government is a vile plague draining our country of its sense, integrity, and livelihood," Ron agreed - that was a question you couldn't just say 'yes' to, goddamn it. "However, since I can't get out of the position, I'm trying to make it better by spending my time occupying it doing nothing. Thus keeping local government from interfering with the economy."

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"Oh. Okay." Hillary thought about that. "That's kinda smart, Mr. Swanson."

She didn't know that she agreed with the choice, but it was definitely smart.

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"Thank you," Ron said.

He fell silent. Eyeing her.

Children.

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"I'm gonna let you go back to doing nothing now," Hillary said generously. "Have a good day!"

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"Goodbye," Ron replied.

He lifted his hand awkwardly to... well, that wasn't a well-executed wave.

"I really need a new assistant," he said.