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Kitty had been in a good mood upon getting back. She'd spent a week at home, reconnecting with people she never thought she'd be able to reconnect with, and she didn't even have to deal with the island cockblocking her (unrelated). And now she was trying to make sure Lexi didn't crawl into another dimension unsupervised and she didn't know what was going on in the bar tonight but by the look on Toni's face when he came out of the storage room, Kitty was going to avoid that altogether.

So that's how today was gonna be. Kitty would do her best to make sure your drinks ended up in your hands tonight.

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Rosa had been having a very productive day, which meant she was having an excellent day and her mood was quite...chipper, really. After teaching a bunch of kids about maces and blunt force trauma, she'd ~~handwavily~~ gone down to the station and reorganized and color-coded their entire filing system. She didn't want to toot her own horn or anything, but she was pretty sure it was some of her best work, even better than her feature in Organizers Quarterly! A day like that called for some celebration and relaxation and a drink or two at the bar.

But not six, no one liked Six-Drink Rosa, she was just sad.

So in came Rosa in her pantsuit, with one extra button loosened up to prove just how ready she was to get loose and have fun tonight.

"What can you make for me," she said, upon approaching the bar and pushing up those ever-slipping glasses, "that says 'fun and flirty,' but not...too fun and flirty because it is a weekday and I still have to be up for work again in the morning and not want to hate myself, but there's no way this Tuesday can pass us by without celebration because I have acheived the pinnacle in Ultimate Police File Organization."

Her eyes danced with the light of someone truly moved and enlightened as she said it, but then...a flash of doubt.

"Or, wait. Maybe I should have coded Breaking and Enterings with Orange, and Domestic Disturbances with Red?" Her eyes went wide behind her glasses. "Oh, God. I've made a huge mistake. This is bad. This is terrible. Scratch the fun and flirty, get me something awful and cheap and barely even worthy for someone who files domestic disturbances under orage. Ugh!" She slumped over the bar. "What was I even thinking?"

Kitty watched her for a moment once she'd finished talking, frowning.

"You need tequila," she finally decided.

And if all of that wasn't quite enough to drive home the concept that Rosa was not exactly feeling like herself today, then the sheer fact that she'd thought about it before responding should have really given it away.

But still, after some consideration, she concluded with a very firm and very convinced, "Yes."

"Yes," she said, again. "I do. That is one-hundred percent correct."

"Okay," Kitty nodded, getting a glass and a bottle."That is a very impressive feat in organization, you know."

She said that as someone who'd hated cleaning her room before a boy ever saw it regularly.

Rosa gave Kitty a withered sort of look, one that wished the consolation wasn't necesssary, but appreciated it all the same, and she sighed, shaking her head. Pushing up her glasses. "Thank you," she said, "and you're right. To an extent, if you'd have seen the state of those files when I got there, but I'm going to have to do the whole thing all over again. At least it'll be easier this time with the initial work I've put in, though, there is that, assuming the troopers don't just go and put it right back into the chaos they had it in in the first place!"

"I mean, it's the troopers," Kitty agreed, sliding over her shot. "On the plus side, at least you won't be bored that way?"

She was trying, okay.

And it was a good effort. A great effort, even! An effort that got even better once Rosa threw back that shot.

"That's true," she allowed. "And it would be much more productive than whatever thing will be going on for the Wednesday activity."

"Those can be fun," Kitty insisted. "Mostly. Sometimes I worry about Anakin."

"I just like it when it's something I can win," Rosa admitted with a bit of a sheepishly thrilled smile, "and the way he can organize it so quickly is actually really impressive. I mean, he always has just the right sizes of those shirts for everyone, that's no small task, Kitty. Or is it..." She leaned in, clearly eager for gossip and to know so much more about her colleagues that she might not already know, "...something else?"

Kitty leaned in towards her, too. "Like what?"

She needed to have less fun with this.

"I don't know!" said Rosa, laughing. "You tell me! You're the one who said she's worried! I mean, and it can't just be the really unfortunate color choices and the occassional flinging of a student into a lake every now and again, can it? And I don't really know all that much about him..."

But, clearly, she wouldn't mind knowing more!

"I don't know him that well," Kitty said, apologetically. "I know he's part of the glory sword club?"

And Rosa, who was currently not nearly as in control of her body as she liked to think she was, pouted a little, slumping in disappointment for a moment.

"I do like those glowy swords, though," she admitted. "I wonder how they work. Maybe I can convince Amaya to have him and maybe Kanan come in and do a unit on them for our class..."

"They probably wouldn't say no," said Kitty, even if that might be a bad idea for reasons she didn't know. "I just want to try one."

Swords were her weapon of choice! And these glowed!

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