Third Floor Common Room, evening

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Decked out in appropriate apparel Meg flipped on the TV, set the channel to the game channel then took a seat on the couch in the common room. Her Boston themed sweatshirt and hat should give anyone a good idea of which team she's rooting for.

There's a good chance she'd sic her agents on anyone that even considered changing the channel.

[OOC: Up way before game time because I'm bored, bored, bored. And can I just add? As a Yankee fan it hurts to make this post.]

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Angela dropped onto a couch nearby, branching out from the fourth floor by taking herself down a set of stairs.

"Don't need to ask where your support goes," she commented with a smile at Meg, before she sipped at her mug of coffee.

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Meg grinned. "I was born in Boston. It's in my genes."

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"I just admire the men running around in tight pants," Angela admitted with a grin.

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"I'm watching strictly for the game," Meg replied. Although her grin made it clear she didn't mind the side benefits.

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"Any major changes to the game in the last, say, fifteen years or so?" Angela checked. She assumed the answer would be know, but figured she might as well check.

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Hurley stuck his head in the common room door.

"Hey," he said. "What's goin' on?"

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"Hey!" Meg waved. "Boston versus L.A., game two of the play-offs. Boston's up by one in the series."

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"...Aw man," Hurley said. "I think we're cheering for different teams." He entered the room properly.

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"You're rooting for L.A.?" she asked darkly.

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"...Uhhh, I'm kinda from California," Hurley said.

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Angela leaned back, looking over her shoulder towards the door.

"Hey, Hurley," she greeted, cracking a smile for him as she did so.

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"Hey Angela," Hurley said. "What's up?"

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"Men playing sports and coffee," Angela told him, raising her mug. "You?"

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"Uhhh, I guess baseball and... I got nothin', actually," Hurley said. "Oh well."

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"I think we're watching baseball," Claire informed the guy, in the tone of one who can completely contain her excitement at that idea.

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"Yeah," Hurley said. "I guess... sports bring people together? Or... somethin'. Hi."

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"Something," Claire said. "I just wanted food. That girl" - Meg - "had to tell me L.A. was even playing."

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Peyton wandered in, looking disgruntled. "Hey," she said. "Anything good on?"

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"Game two of the play-offs, Boston versus L.A.," Meg answered.

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"Playoffs for...?"

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Meg stared at her poor ill-informed roommate. "Baseball!"

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Claire was in the common room to make herself some soup, but she glanced at the TV. "So it's already playoffs again?"

Sports weren't really her thing.

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Meg nodded. "On to game two already. Isn't it great?"

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"I guess," Claire said, meaning if-you-really-think-so. "I'm going to take a wild guess that you're rooting for Boston."

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"What gave it away?" she grinned.