Date: 2016-05-06 10:25 am (UTC)
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He's so tempted to reach out again, to cup his hand around her elbow or pat her shoulder, but he restrains himself- there's such a thing as too much, he knows that, and he manages to stop while he's ahead.

"What else do I have going on, eh?" Plenty: but she has priority right now.

He's back in ten minutes, carrying a glass jar of something that even looks pungent. He punches in the code, then calls out her name to announce himself.

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