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[tinkerberry]

[ backdated maybe a day or two because LOL NAKED DAY. Rachel knocks on one of the doors at the inn and expectantly waits for an answer. ]

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[trollinginthe]

We'll see about that.

[tinkerberry]

I'm sure you'll get used to losing to me.

[trollinginthe]

Now you're just being cocky.

[tinkerberry]

No, just honest.

[trollinginthe]

There's nothing wrong with cocky.

[tinkerberry]

Only if you can back it up.

[trollinginthe]

Mmhmm.

[tinkerberry]

[ quickly adds ]

Which I can.

[trollinginthe]

That remains to be seen.

[tinkerberry]

Excuse me?

[trollinginthe]

You heard me.

[tinkerberry]

I would ask if I heard you correctly but considering my hearing is perfect, I know that I did. So instead I will assume that you are currently delusional.

[trollinginthe]

Or I'm needling you. That's always a plausible possibility.

[tinkerberry]

Hmmm, possibly.

[trollinginthe]

Possibly.

[tinkerberry]

That would restore my faith in you.

[trollinginthe]

I wonder if that's a good thing or not. I do like keeping you on your toes.

[tinkerberry]

I could handle anything you throw at me, so you can try.

[trollinginthe]

I'll take that under advisement.

[tinkerberry]

As you should, St. James.

[trollinginthe]

I suppose I could make an effort to come out more.

[tinkerberry]

Great! There's a lot you need to be filled in on.

[trollinginthe]

Such as . . . ?

[tinkerberry]

Hold on, I have a checklist here somewhere.

[ digs through her pockets ]

[trollinginthe]

. . . of course you do.