Llewellyn Watts (
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The Perk, Wednesday Afternoon
Watts really ought to invest in a coffee machine of his own. He knew this. It would certainly make things much simpler in the mornings.
Not that it was morning now. Nor was he drinking a regular cup of coffee. Would home coffee makers even be able to make the iced variety? He'd have to do some research. Still felt a little sheepish, too, that he'd held off on the iced coffee so long as he'd just assumed it was regular coffee, but cold.
Anyway. Not the point. The point was, here he was at the Perk, sitting with his chair turned around backwards, hunched over a table with a Korean language workbook spread open, dutifully and painstakingly copying the exercises down.
[ooc: omg open.]
Not that it was morning now. Nor was he drinking a regular cup of coffee. Would home coffee makers even be able to make the iced variety? He'd have to do some research. Still felt a little sheepish, too, that he'd held off on the iced coffee so long as he'd just assumed it was regular coffee, but cold.
Anyway. Not the point. The point was, here he was at the Perk, sitting with his chair turned around backwards, hunched over a table with a Korean language workbook spread open, dutifully and painstakingly copying the exercises down.
[ooc: omg open.]

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And while she had every intention of just popping in and out again so she could get back to the shop -- well, you couldn't exactly expect her to not peer at what Watts was working with, could you?
It would be even more unreasonable to expect that she wouldn't then offer out a polite greeting in Korean. "Annyeong haseyo," she offered, lifting her own iced latte once she had it in hand and smiling at Watts.
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But once that realization hit, his head snapped up and he gave Irene a nod in greeting. “ Annyeong haseyo, Miss Adler,” he offered in return. “Would you care to sit?” he gestured at the empty chair at his table.
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Portugal was first on the list when it came to future international trips, after all.
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"Ooo, you're learning Korean!"
Other people might say "hello" first, Trav.
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"My mom's from Seoul," he said, undeterred. "If nothing else, you'll be all set for going out to restaurants."
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“Do you speak Korean as well, then?” he asked, curious.
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Well he'd prefer a drink but coffee was what was open now. So there he was, at the counter, ordering a regular coffee with actual milk, thank you.
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He knew about Portugal already.
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Okay, might as well rip the band aid off. "Marc, actually," he said, with a decidedly not British accent. "Travis, right?"
Would it be more subtle if he acted like he didn't know who Travis was since the two of them had never met? Probably. Oops.
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Well. It could have happened. . . .
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After being saved by Travis and his explanations of this 'paper' money (seemed unlikely to catch on, hmph), Liliana started to make her way out the door only to be stopped when she recognized a face. "Steven," she said, approaching him with a rustle of purple silks and a smile that had at least caucused with friendly once or twice. "Given any further thought to the pragmatism of murder, darling?"
Yes that was normal everyday conversation, what?
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At least they could head off some of the confusion about this at the pass.
"Marc," he said, with his much flatter American accent. "And if you think you can get Steven to change his mind on murder, good fucking luck."
Because he had tried and Steven was a stubborn asshole.
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She frowned at him, head tilted, violet eyes assessing. "Twin, doppelganger, shapeshifter, or more of your 'god's' fuckery?" she eventually asked.
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Somewhere, Kathy perked up, excited."You asked if I wished to put my order upon credit," Liliana said, in tones of increasing frustration. "I said yes. So then why are you holding your hand out to me like a beggar on the street corner? Put it on credit under the name Liliana Vess, and I shall return to pay once I finish setting up my...shop." She still couldn't say that without a grimace. "Which I would be more in a position to do if you gave me my coffee."
Weren't cultural differences grand?
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"Uh. Around here they expect you to have a credit card," Travis offered. Digging into his wallet to pull out cash just in case.
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Hmm. Wait. Coffee.
Liliana probably wasn't going to murder a mere shophand over a lack of coffee while there were witnesses.
Better.
"A credit card?" Liliana asked, wheeling around to look at the person who was explaining. "Some kind of...promissory note, then? An assurance I am a woman of means?"
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Liliana clutched her coffee and nodded back, sharp red nails digging into the sides of the cup. Her body language suggested that if she were a cat, her tail would be lashing furiously even as she pretended towards a calm.
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"Everything sorted?" he asked, out of an attempt to- well. He'd just been discussing with Irene how he ought to meet more people. So, ugh. Small talk.
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