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2nd Floor Common Room - Thursday Evening

Them hockey players just happened to be on the television again when George - and Beka-the-terrier - wandered down to the Common Room. It was a shock, really, and totally not planned at all.

Beka flopped down on the couch, covering her eyes with her paws. George didn't much mind that as it meant for once she wasn't trying to bite him for something she'd decided he was doin' wrong. Being bitten would have distracted him from watching the little men skate around the ice.

[OOC: As it is a Common Room, it is open, la]

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'Not undressing' was swiftly discarded as an appropriate answer as George nodded to her.

"'M good," he said easily. "Are ye too hot?"

"A little," Jennifer said. "Just more sort of... too lazy to go up to my room to change."

"Where did ye come from?" he asked.

The concept of different clothes for different parts of the day still didn't really click with him, no.

"Work," Jennifer said. "At the law offices. Have to be extra professional there."

"Why?" he asked. "Does it make ye work harder?"

"Sort of," Jennifer said. "It also looks better if anyone comes in seeking legal advice."

Given that he didn' have a clue that th' legal advice was supposed to be for, George just nodded. "Do they often do that?"

"...stop in?" Jennifer said. "Ummm, no. At least, not as much as I want."

"Mayhap they don' wanna pay fer advice?" he suggested.

"Possible," Jennifer said. "But I guess people don't get into much legal trouble here."

"Some of us don' mind it so much," George said lightly.

Beka lifted her head off her paws and rolled her eyes at that.

"You like trouble?" Jennifer said. "Oh, how could I have ever known." She grinned.

"Nay, not me," he said quickly, grinning back at her. "I jus' like a li'l bit of excitement in me life."

"Me too," Jennifer said. "You finding much of it?"

"Some times," George admitted. "Tis a good bit more borin' here than at home."

"Well, then it looks like we both need to look a little harder. Though I get to actually go home for a bit this weekend," Jennifer said.

"Oh aye?" he looked over at her. "Will it be better than th' last time ye went?"

"I hope so," Jennifer said. "But I doubt it."

She had no idea the terrible stuff fate had in store for her.

"Anythin' I can be doin' t'help?"

Jennifer shook her head. "I think I'll just have to avoid the ugly 'By the way, I turn big and green' conversation all weekend, that's all."

"Well, tha shouldn' be too hard," George said. "Anytime someone talks about bein' green, jus' bring up broccoli."

"My dad will think I've gone vegetarian, at that rate," Jennifer said. She chuckled.

"Would he be disapprovin' of that too?"

"Probably not," Jennifer said. "He loves me, even now. It's just... awkward."

"Awkward like it can' be fixed or awkward like he'll get over it?" George asked.

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