Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

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Research had been done (with Connor's help) and so when Steven settled in for work there were fliers and posters available which provided information on fish and insects whose behavior proved that the idea of pairings of all genders did, in fact, happen in nature.

Not all of the examples listed were available to view in the museum, but there were still more than Steven would've expected. Regardless, it was educational and in honor of Pride.

Steven sat in his usual spot behind the welcome desk. He flipped through the exhibit listings to make sure he hadn't missed any which needed to be called out for the occasion.

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Liz had spoken to Summer and gotten some new information about the Eos Gods and even had the book Summer had lent her so she could have a read through it and see if there was anything there that could fill in the gaps with what limited knowledge they had. She knew she could have just waited until she met with Steven tomorrow but she was too excited about the prospect of the new information they had found

So she decided to stop by the museum, taking a quick break from work and making a quick trip to the bakery for a selection of vegan pastries on the way so she could tell Steven what new information she had been able to get in their research.

“Hi,” she smiled brightly as she approached, "I hope you don't mind me stopping by, I brought vegan pastries," she offered by way of a bribe as she held out the box to him.

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Steven perked up when he saw her. "Liz, hello! I wouldn't have minded even if you hadn't brought them. Won't say no to them either though."

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Liz grinned as she offered the box towards him, “how has your morning been?” she asked, deciding to wait a bit before she told him what she was able to find out, even though she was pretty excited about the information.

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Steven gestured towards the fliers in honor of Pride. "Got these done in time for today. Guess you could say I was proud of that."

He was also proud of his pun.

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Liz giggled at that as she took a look at the fliers, “oh that was a good one, the fliers look great though,” she told him.

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Steven smiled, glad she liked the joke and fliers both. "Cheers. Connor helped. Don't know if you've met him yet? He's got the dino for a pet."

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“Oh I met Connor at the picnic,” Liz smiled as she told him, “and Rex as well, I got a couple of photos of him,” she added.

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"Yeah he's nice," Steven said. "They both are but one's not allowed to roam free in the bug exhibit. Leave you to guess who."

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Liz grinned at that, “I can see why that would be a problem,” she said, “I think Rex would have a field day in there “

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"We'd have to keep updating the fliers." Steven mimed rapidly crossing out one line after another. "Have to order erasers next. So how are you? Able to get any rest?"

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Liz smiled at that “I’m still a little tired, Shenanigans wore me out a bit more than I thought they would,” Liz admitted, “but other than that I don’t feel too bad, I also found some information about the Eos Gods,” she added, “or rather Summer did,”

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"She did?" Steven said. "She's a clever one, isn't she? What'd she find?"

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“Well she found this book of Eos Gods and Legends,” Liz explained snd she handed over the book that she had been carrying towards him, “she told me about one god in particular, Ifrit, apparently he was a bit of a rebel among the Eos Gods, actually reminded me a bit of when you and Marc talked about Konshu,”

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Irene had made a promise to visit a few weeks back, and even if she hadn't, the lure of a museum that might actually teach her more about this place was strong. (Learning through experience was often preferable, but Irene had also much appreciated having some warning of the things the island was capable of. She hadn't even know there was a kraken until last week!)

As such, she'd made herself presentable (that is, her usual standard of elegant-to-overdressed) after blacksmithing class and made her way down to where Steven had directed her, and midday found her poking in curiously. "Afternoon, Steven."

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Steven was surprised to see her. Normally when beautiful and sophisticated women said they would make sure to come visit they were at best being polite about it. He'd certainly hoped but hadn't expected her to follow through with it.

"Irene! Hello! Not dreaming, am I?"

Yep, he'd said that last part out loud. Hadn't meant to but there they were.

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"I'd be happy to pinch you to check," Irene replied easily, smiling at him as she stepped in and looked around. "But no, I'm really here. Far as I'm aware, anyway."

Couldn't rule out the island doing a thing, you know. Though that'd be kind of a new one?

"Hello."

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Yeah it was always the as far as you were aware bit that got you, in Steven's experience.

"Hello," Steven said. "Um, did you want to see Blathers? He's asleep but we can always wake him."

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"Oh, I believe I was promised a tour," Irene pointed out, her smile widening slightly. "You're not going to foist me off on Blathers, are you? Especially if the poor dear's sleeping."

Though a little part of Irene was going to be sad to miss the opportunity to chat with a talking bird. Perhaps another, later time.

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"Oh!" It took Steven a while sometimes but he did get there. "Well that would be me then. Tour guide. At your service. Was there any section in particular you wanted to see? We've got some lovely things with the fish and insects you might like. Um, the latter is actually very nice. I know it doesn't sound like it but it is."

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"Nothing's going to crawl on me, is it?" Irene asked, because that was very important to how much she'd actually think the insects were nice.

Fish, generally, she could take or leave.

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"A butterfly might land on you," Steven said, since that was the one area where there was a risk of that occurring. "Don't know how much you care for butterflies."

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"I believe I can manage a butterfly without too much concern," Irene assured him, grinning. "I'm not overly fond of ground insects. Or arachnids, as the case may be. But let's start there, then! I've never been in here at all before, so I'm rather at your mercy."

A position she didn't often find herself in, interestingly enough.

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"The less nice ones are in displays," Steven said, to reassure her. "I mean they're still alive but they're behind glass and in a room in the back. Be honest I'm amazed Blathers even allows them here. Never met anyone who hates bugs as much as he does."

Steven motioned towards the rooms of the museum dedicated to the insect displays. "Right this way then."

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Irene clicked over on her heels, her hands automatically folding behind her back. "The unpleasant things one must tolerate for work," she commiserated, tsking lightly. "I suppose the trade-off is worth it. And it's important to know about even the most unpleasant things, and keep a record of them."

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Steven led the way through the room with plants and some rather nice water features. He kept an eye out in case Irene wasn't comfortable with seeing any of the bugs to be found there. They didn't move from the plants but even so, he wanted to her to be all right.

"My experience most of the unpleasant things I've dealt with at work is people not treating the displays properly," Steven said. "Not here, though. My last job. People would leave rubbish about and the like. Suppose there's worse things to have happen."

Being attacked by a jackal, for instance.