Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

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Steven was hard at work behind the Welcome Desk of the museum today. The new souvenir mugs were in and he wanted to be sure they were displayed to their best advantage.

This did mean Steven was fussing over their placement a great deal. Though putting them into some sort of a pyramid shape on the shelves did seem to be the order of the day.

He was, as always, interruptible.

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And come lunchtime there was the usual visitor, although he wasn't interrupting just yet- both because he enjoyed watching Steven in his element and he didn't want to startle him and cause a mug-related disaster.

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Which was good, because at that particular moment Steven was putting the last mug on top of the others. He stood back, admiring his handiwork. And, yes, being glad none of them were tumbling to the floor and shattering into pieces.

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Once he was certain there was no danger of a ceramic avalanche, Watts did break out his usual "Hello, you."

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Steven turned around, his face lighting up when he saw Llewellyn. "Hello, you! Here, don't they look wonderful? I've been setting them up today."

The mugs had the logo of the museum on them along with a small clip art owl waving hello. They were not the fanciest design in the world, since Steven had made it with his meager skills, but they were nice all the same.

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"Very charming," Watts agreed. "Not as charming as my favourite museum employee, but charming nonetheless."

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"Well Blathers is much better looking in person," Steven agreed, giving Llewellyn a grin to show he'd known what Llewellyn had meant.

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"Hmph," Watts shook his head. "Can I purchase one?" he asked.

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Llewellyn could perhaps recognize the hearts in Steven's eyes now. "You want to?"

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"Of course," Watts said, setting the lunch bag down on the desk so he could retrieve his wallet (don't mind the scrap of paper or two that fluttered down as he did so). "I said they were charming, didn't I?"

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"Hang on, hang on," Steven said. He quickly scooped up the papers Llewellyn dropped and put them safely on the desk. Then he went around to his usual spot when he was welcoming visitors. "Hello, yes. Which mug would you like then?"

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Watts leaned in to get a better look at the display. "That one," he decided, pointing to one.

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"Excellent choice!" Steven said. He carefully picked up the mug and got out plain white paper to wrap it up. "Anything else today?"

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"That depends on one thing in particular," Watts said.

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"What's that?" Steven asked, looking up now that the mug was safely wrapped.

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"Whether the gentleman who sold it to me would be interested in joining me for lunch," Watts said.

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Steven grinned. "Very interested, I'd say. I have that on good authority."

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"Excellent news!" Watts exclaimed cheerfully, depositing his hat on the desk and scooping up the lunch bag again in one smooth motion.

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"Shall we leave the mug with your hat?" Steven asked. "You can pick it up on your way out?"

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"Good thinking," Watts said, lifting up his hat so he could tuck the wrapped mug underneath it.

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Steven put out the sign that said he was taking his lunch. "It is my job after all. Taking care of visitors."

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"I feel well taken care of indeed," Watts reported, holding his arm out for Steven to take.

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Steven took the offered arm. He then leaned in to whisper, "I may have given you the employee discount."

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Watts grinned back at him. "Ah, the benefits of having connections in the right places."

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"VIP status as well," Steven said, grinning at him.

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"Truly, I am a lucky man," Watts said, bumping Steven's shoulder with his own.