[Well, that was easier than he'd expected it to be. He heads back down the hallway, trying to think of where to go.]
There's a little Italian place down the block, if ya like that kinda food. Went there once with a friend of mine, 'n it's pretty good. Y'know, if ya want.
You're buying. [ Amy isn't one to say no to a flirt and she's attractive and not afraid to use it to her advantage is part of the reason she's made it as far as she has. ]
That's what I was guessin', from the accent. When'd ya come here?
[He's walking a little slowly -- the cold weather always makes his limp worse -- but he's enjoying talking to her, and they're almost at the restaurant.]
France, for the war, 'n New York after that, for a little while. Guess I maybe went through Scotland on the way to France, but I don't really remember it.
'course it is. [ She may be biased, though, and her memories painted rosier than they were, but she's not gonna tell him any of that if he actually believes her.
She orders a coffee as well, before taking the menu and studying it. ]
[ Raising her eyebrows, lips pursed. ] I don't work for them, I'm one of them. [ That bit's important. Amy Pond doesn't do anything she doesn't want to, and she doesn't just work for people. ]
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[He smiles at her charmingly.]
Ya wanna go grab a bite to eat, or somethin'?
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Lead the way, Jimmy. [ The telegram goes into the coat pocket, to be dropped in the hands of someone she trusts on their way out. ]
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There's a little Italian place down the block, if ya like that kinda food. Went there once with a friend of mine, 'n it's pretty good. Y'know, if ya want.
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[He shoves his hands into his pockets as he steps out of the building -- it's not exactly warm out there.]
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So, you only here for the meeting?
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[He's walking a little slowly -- the cold weather always makes his limp worse -- but he's enjoying talking to her, and they're almost at the restaurant.]
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She notices the limp, of course, but doesn't comment. ] I like it here, though. [ Not exactly a lie. ]
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[He holds open the door of the restaurant for her.]
Me, I guess I'm just used to it.
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[ Inclining her head in thanks as she walks in. ]
Where else've you been?
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[He picks a table for them, and immediately orders coffee.]
Guess I never really thought about it.
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She orders a coffee as well, before taking the menu and studying it. ]
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[He picks up his own menu, studies it, trying to play it cool.]
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Any recommendations?
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[He grins at her, liking the way she talks, liking her enthusiasm.]
... beatballs. I'M SORRY
Re: My brain autocorrected it. Way for me to not notice XD
[You can do a lot of other things, too, Amy. He likes you.]
So. Tell me about yourself. You like Scotland. You work for a bunch'a...
[Well, he's not going to call them all gangsters. He doesn't want her thinking poorly of him.]
oh, good. carry on then
[ Raising her eyebrows, lips pursed. ] I don't work for them, I'm one of them. [ That bit's important. Amy Pond doesn't do anything she doesn't want to, and she doesn't just work for people. ]
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['cause there aren't too many women in his world.]
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