fifteen.

[mounties]

A: phone

I know not everyone here is from Earth, but today's Saint Patrick's Day and I for one am far too fond of Ireland to spend it sober. It's just disrespectful not to drink, really. [And she hasn't had a drink in forever, which just seems weird in and of itself.] So who's in for meeting me at the tavern? Wear green.

B: Olney's Tavern

[The beer here is awful, of course, but there'll be a peppy, slender blonde with a green ribbon in her hair ignoring the fact that women aren't "supposed" to be drinking and looking like she's trying to drink the whole town under the table. If she can get anyone to join her in a round or two of decent drinking songs, that'll be happening. It's only respectful, you know. Not that it's fun at all.

Come join her?]

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[mounties]

[She smiles at the obviously fond description, and laughs at the hockey remark.]

I should hope so. It's a fine sport.

He sounds nice, though. I'm glad he's your friend.

[gezellig]

Me too.

[In so many ways.]

I'm glad you're my friend too, though.

[mounties]

[She reaches over to squeeze his thigh, still smiling warmly.]

So am I. It's been really nice getting to know you.

[gezellig]

It was confusing at first, but I can see some of the same things in both of you.

You're different from him though.

[mounties]

So long as you don't... think it's a bad thing, or anything like that, I guess that's good. I hope it doesn't make you uncomfortable. I know we're not exactly... well, never mind.

[How to articulate "we are kissing a fair bit and I am not sure you do that with Matthew" is something she does not know.]