OOM-but-Not

[noteful]

Meg Ford has her hands full as she comes into Milliways today.

And then, suddenly, she doesn't, as the bottom of her grocery bag splits in dramatic fashion.

She just (barely) manages to catch the bottle of shampoo, and the bread lands at her feet and stays there, but a half dozen oranges promptly go rolling in a half dozen directions.

Comments

[noteful]

Bruce's smile is noted.

It's encouraging.

"One of the very best people here to know."

[master_bruce]

'No argument from me, on either point.'

He smiles a bit at both of them, finally a bit more relaxed.

'And now, I think I'd better take off.'

Quit while you're ahead, and all that.

'I was going to find X before heading home. It was nice to meet you both, though.'

[parkerlee]

Parker nods, setting her near-empty drink aside.

"Absolutely. We don't want to hold you up."

The smile she gives Bruce is friendly and genuine.

"And it was really nice to meet you too. We'll see you around."

[noteful]

"Yes, it was very nice to meet you."

There's a second's pause, and then Meg smiles rather brightly and adds, "And thank you again for your help with the oranges."

[master_bruce]

'No problem at all. I'll see you around, yes.'

His smile widens into a genuine grin - perhaps he's pleased to be escaping with his life, or maybe he just really likes them - and he's gone.

[parkerlee]

Parker picks up her glass and drains the last of the lemonade, then sets it down deliberately.

She looks over at Meg and lifts her eyebrows a bit. But with a smile.

"I think he'll do."

A tad prickly, but that was probably not a non-stressful interview.

[noteful]

"Parker Lee has spoken," Meg says, laughing a little.

"But yeah, I think you're right."

[parkerlee]

"And I accept tribute on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. Chocolate preferred."

Parker grins.

"And really. How often are the two of us together wrong?"