Which is just a moment before she's properly spotted him and adjusts her trajectory coming through the door, already smiling quite fondly to see him.
They weren't given much money to start, but she at least has enough credits for a couple drinks. She helps herself to the seat beside him and glances over at any drink he already has in hand, considering, before asking for two of the same from the bartender.
[ he hears her approach from behind, but doesn't turn, waiting for her to slide onto the stool next to him before acknowledging her. ]
Oh, you know me, doc. Sunnier than the bright side of Io.
[ shut up, miller. he finishes off his drink just in time to accept the one she orders him, nodding to the bartender before spinning to face her and clinking their glasses. ]Yam Seng, or what-the-fuck-ever.
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I do have some standards, you know.
But I'm here.
Where can I find you?
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[ and he's always looking - for booze. ]
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Which is just a moment before she's properly spotted him and adjusts her trajectory coming through the door, already smiling quite fondly to see him.
They weren't given much money to start, but she at least has enough credits for a couple drinks. She helps herself to the seat beside him and glances over at any drink he already has in hand, considering, before asking for two of the same from the bartender.
"Hello, detective. How are you?"
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Oh, you know me, doc. Sunnier than the bright side of Io.
[ shut up, miller. he finishes off his drink just in time to accept the one she orders him, nodding to the bartender before spinning to face her and clinking their glasses. ] Yam Seng, or what-the-fuck-ever.