The Perk: Tuesday Afternoon

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

Something about the cold weather brought to mind Vic's previous job in Wyoming. Of course this being Fandom it meant less murders but more paperwork and general weirdness happening all the time.

Still the weather was making Vic somewhat sentimental. She was currently stationed in at a table looking out the window as she texted her friends back home. There was little hope they would reply but the simple action made her feel better.

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[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"The authority lives and breathes," Hatter said after making his way into the Perk. He shook his hat and then put it back on his head. "I thought maybe you'd disappeared."

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"I haven't been feeling very social lately," Vic said with a shrug. "Plus the Christmas season was just freaking weird. I took time off from work so I wouldn't have to deal with pillows turning into cotton candy and other bullshit."

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you didn't want to take calls about garland tying people up and holding them hostage?" he asked. "Too bad, that was pretty fun in a kinky sort of way."

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I really didn't become a cop just so people could call up and complain about weird shit," Vic admitted. "Unless there's a crime involved I'm not sure I want to hear about it. Which reminds me: Has that mirror ever come back to give you trouble?"

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"The Looking Glass spreads trouble wherever it goes," Hatter told her. "Kudos for remembering that. It's been on its best behavior as of late, though. Just letting me go back and forth between home."

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Ah. And where is home again?" Vic asked. "And what is it that you do back home?"

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"I am an entrepreneur back home," Hatter told her. "As for where that it is, well, it's quite far away. I don't think you'd know it."

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, most people here aren't even from the same planet so I don't know how that makes a difference," Vic said leaning back in her chair. "So were you running a restaurant back there too?"

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"It was more tea shop than restaurant," he answered. "Very popular with the masses. They did love my blends."

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Tea, huh?" Vic said scrunching her fave a little. "Never really got into tea, myself. I usually drink coffee or just one of those little Lipton tea bags if there's nothing else."

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

This time, Hatter made a face. "If you've never tried my tea, then you obviously haven't tried the best. Those tea bags are offensive to even think about."

What a tea snob.

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"Hmm. You and Eliot seem to have problems with my palate," she noted with some amusement. "Is there any true difference? I've tried other stuff but all I taste is slightly bitter water."

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"That's the difference," he replied, making another face at the description of how it tasted. "It's supposed to have flavor. It's not supposed to taste like some different flavored water. There's fruits and sweets and sours. You're drinking the wrong kind of tea. It'll totally turn you off to the beverage."

[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

"So what kind of tea should I be drinking?" Vic asked. "And am I going to be required to extend a pinkie whenever I drink it?"

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"Don't make fun of extended pinkies," Hatter joked. "And the type of tea you should be drinking depends on what you like. Something sweet? Sour? Fruity? Bitter?"