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First Floor Lobby: Evening

Mel has a bag packed and a strange looking apple looking thing in her hand. She had ~~handwavily~~ sent out an e-mail and told a few friends that she was going to be heading home.

She also said this would be where she would be before she left just in case they wanted to see her off.

[ooc: Mostly for those who know who they are. Otherwise open. ~~Minor OCD coming up~~ OCD up! SP declared due to timezones, HP and Comic Con.]

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She's turning that weird looking apple in her hands over and over again with a concerned look on her face.

Katara came downstairs, looking for Mel for an instant before she spotted her. "Hey. You're going to be coming back, right?"

"Totally," Mel said trying to look more confident than she felt. "Just bouncing home for a few days and then I'm back. No big deal."

She nodded, not really buying the confidence. "Good. You'd better. We'd miss you here."

Xander did the best he could to hide the concerned look on his face when he walked into the lobby. He probably wasn't all that good at it, though. "Hey."

"Hey yourself," Mel said with a forced grin.

Which she promptly dropped.

"I'm coming back," she said trying to sound confident. "You're not getting rid of me that easily."

Xander dug his phone out of his pocket. "You'd better - I'm holding the Twinkies hostage. Stay in the future, no cream filling for you."

"Bribing me?" Mel laughed. "I never thought cream filling would be my downfall."

"I prefer to call it motivation. Bribery's such an accurate -- I mean ugly, word."

"Totally worked," Mel said with a serious nod. "I cannot resist the lure of your golden sponge cake."

Then she realized what that sounded like.

"Let's forget I said that."

"I heard nothing."

"~~I'm not sure we've met yet, but~~ You *are* coming back, right? After?" Bridge asks worriedly. He hasn't had any dreams about Mel being trapped in her time, so he's taking *that* as a positive sign. But still. He worries.

"Definitely," Mel said with more confidence than she felt. "Just a couple days and whoosh. I'll be back. Or whatever sound effect this doo-hickey makes."

Zuko just happened to be there, hanging back a little. Not that he was going to miss Mel. Nope. That'd be silly.

"Hey hotpants," Mel said with a teasing look. "Come to say goodbye?"

"I'm not letting you go," Dawn told her as she walked up, trying not to sniffle. "You just have to stay here and ignore your issues like the rest of us."

"Jesu, Summers," Mel sai rolling her eyes. "It's just a few days. No big whoop."

At least that's what she hope.

"It better be," Dawn said, chin set.

Willow, who had in no way been attempting to hack publisher databases in order to find out if certain leaked Barry Plodder spoilers were real, came by to wish Mel a safe journey.

If the laptop she had in her bag happened to beep as though informing her of a successfully completed mission, so be it.

"You have to come back in one piece, okay?" Sam said, after having caught up with Dawn. "'Cause if you don't, you'll have to deal with an angry Dawn, and trust me, you don't want that."

For five minutes certain people appear to have disappeared off the face of the earth.

There's a flash of light and Mel and company reappear in the lobby looking exhausted and beat.

Mel didn't say anything and just headed to her room.

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