[audio | @SCARAMOUCHE] backdated to beginning of May

[numerouno]

SINI, baby!

[An obnoxiously loud, sing-song voice is broadcast across Anchor. The lack of sincerity in its too-bright tone is palpable, made even clearer by the way in which the speaker delivers his next line:]

We need to talk.

[A cool, level monotone, but the smile behind the words doesn't falter.]

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[redwinekindofgirl]

[Excuse her small snort of disbelief.]

Now I have to know the details.

[numerouno]

First I need to hear the magic words.

[The magic words are 'over a drink.']

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She studies him for a moment.]

Meet you in the bar?

[Not quite the magic words, but hey, it's close.]

[numerouno]

Oh, do you hear that, baby? We're singin' from the same song sheet, you and I.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Tch, you're an easy read, dude.

[Not really, but as far as drinking goes she's pretty sure he's always on board.]

So, when and where?

[numerouno]

Let's see. Why don't I pick the time and you pick the place.

Meet me in an hour.