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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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[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.

[tinkerberry]

Sadly, I left my day planner in my room.

[trollinginthe]

You did? I thought you carried that everywhere.

[tinkerberry]

I do. I was going to go back to grab it, but then I came here.

[trollinginthe]

. . . well. I'm flattered.

[tinkerberry]

You should be.

[trollinginthe]

I'll . . . work on my communication.

[tinkerberry]

And we can work on having a fixed schedule for you and Snow's practicing so that won't be 24/7 anymore.

[trollinginthe]

There's nothing wrong with that.

[tinkerberry]

Right.

[trollinginthe]

Well, there isn't.

[tinkerberry]

What do you think, Snow?

[trollinginthe]

[already snoozing. z_z]

[tinkerberry]

She agrees.

[trollinginthe]

[scoops her up and puts her in her little bed.]

She's asleep, she can't agree.

[tinkerberry]

It's my ESP.

[trollinginthe]

You don't have ESP.

[tucking Snow innnnn.]

[tinkerberry]

You don't know that.