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[deshabille]

WANTED: Tour guide.
REQUIREMENTS: Consciousness for more than four hours would be helpful.
LOCATIONS OF INTEREST: All of them.

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[deshabille]

Family's too much trouble. [ She shrugs dismissively. ]

[trickntreats]

[Gabriel laughs a bit.]

Amen to that. So! Seen all you need to see? There's whole lots more that's interesting.

[By which he means: there isn't.]

[deshabille]

I'm sure there is. [ Not. ] But apparently I'm meant to report to work, and I'd just hate to disappoint anyone on my very first day.

[trickntreats]

Oh, sure. Cut and run. And this date was going so well!

[He winks facetiously. He'd have made a joke about the consequences of being late for work, but around here, there's really no telling.]

[deshabille]

Tours are dates, now, are they? [ She's openly amused, and allows her nearly-concealed accent to emerge just for a moment. ] In my country we don't do things this way.

[trickntreats]

In some perspective, somewhere, sure they are. Just not ours.

[He grins, buffing his nails on his jacket.]

In my country I do things whichever way gets the most laughs. For me, of course.

[deshabille]

Well. Your country sounds ideal. [ Totally not sounding the tiniest bit wistful there. ]

[trickntreats]

Illusions are what I'm best at.

[Except not.]

[deshabille]

See, we're not so different.

[trickntreats]

Oh, really? Do tell.

[deshabille]

Illusions.

But that's a story for another day. Remember, I have to get to work.

[ And with a lazy wave, she walks off without a backwards look. That was. Actually fairly fun. ]

[trickntreats]

I'll hold you to that!

[Gabriel leans back against a wall, hands in his pockets, and laughs. Yes, yes it was.]