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...you were wondering where they were, weren't you? [Starbucks, near the Manhattan Mall]

There were very few things that Marylou liked that she couldn't make for herself. Pumpkin Spice Lattes were one of them and thus are they in the coffee shop, sitting at one of the couches near the back. Aoife had her own peppermint hot chocolate to keep her busy, as well as a her half of the biscotti they'd gotten, so she figures that a little leisurely sipping is in order.

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"Projective empath. The only thing that saved his career is that it doesn't work when transmitted through film."
Aoife's eyes are pretty wide, at that.

She smirks.

"Yeah, I thought it was pretty funny too."
Aoife giggles again, and folds the paper, resting her elbows on the table and looking at Marylou over the top of her hot chocolate.

"How's your book?"
She grins back.

"Just fine, honey. You want to get going from here? I can pick it up later."
"We've both got drinks left," she points out. "Just wondering."

Okay, maybe bored, now that she's finished the paper.
She laughs.

"Well, that's what the travel tops are for. But you can start in on this if you like," and she reaches into her purse to pull out a copy of 'Alice in Wonderland'.
Ooh, a book she hasn't read! She's heard of it. Of course. She's just never read any lewis Carroll, for some unforgiveable reason.

She smiles, hands the book over, and sips her latte.

"I thought you might like that."
She gets no answer, as Aoife has her nose buried firmly in the book.
She smiles and settles herself to read as well.
Los Angeles: The Beach

December 2006

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