( the bar itself looks different — it's bigger, for one thing, and lacks the hastily scrawled crest of the house of el poorly hidden behind a pin-up poster — but the general atmosphere is the same. it feels homey, in a strange way.
with a murmur of gratitude, kara is more than glad to take a sip of her offered drink, the ice clinking against her teeth and then the glass as she settles it back down against the countertop. on a coaster, of course; reaching across the bar was the only way to grab one, but there's no hesitation in that movement. she knows he doesn't mind, after all. )
You too. ( which is true, really. it is good to see him. mick's a familiar face with shared history. ) What did you want to talk about?
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with a murmur of gratitude, kara is more than glad to take a sip of her offered drink, the ice clinking against her teeth and then the glass as she settles it back down against the countertop. on a coaster, of course; reaching across the bar was the only way to grab one, but there's no hesitation in that movement. she knows he doesn't mind, after all. )
You too. ( which is true, really. it is good to see him. mick's a familiar face with shared history. ) What did you want to talk about?