♗ IC CONTACT

[waiting]

"You've reached Bradbury. I'm out, so leave a message if you need me."

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[waiting]

I don't see much fun in worrying about whether I'm being kidnapped.

[detriments]

[She can't help but laugh.]

My goodness, so suspicious. And why would I want to kidnap you?

[Besides the... obvious...]

[waiting]

Paranoia's kind of part of the job description. My boss is usually the one who gets these dinner invitations.

[detriments]

I'm sure your boss will agree that you could use a night off, Mr Bradbury.

[a pause.]

Jenny sent me. Consider it a present.

[waiting]

I think he needs it--

[ He pauses, when she says "Jenny." There's a lot of emotion associated with that name. ]

Odd kind of present. [ He's paying attention to her now, in a way he wasn't before. Not just with an ample amount of suspicion, which is a given, but curiosity. Jenny's been in prison for a long time. He doesn't know why she'd ask for this -- or why someone would accept it. Teenage former dictators don't tend to make friends. ]

... Okay. [ Slowly. ] Do I need to dress up for this?

[detriments]

She's a little sad she can't take you out herself. I was trusted with the most noble task.

[There's a little playful irony in her tone - nothing detrimental.]

Only if you want to. Personally, I wouldn't mind seeing you in a suit.

[waiting]

You a friend of hers? [ Not that Jenny would admit to having friends. ]

Suit's kind of part of the uniform. [ Not that his are anything special, for the most part, but he does have a couple of slightly better ones that are decent enough for work and play ... not that he's sure that's what it is. He guesses he'll just have to find out. ]

You can just pick me up from City Hall.

[detriments]

I'd like to think so. She's a very interesting girl.

City Hall it is. This Saturday - at, say... Seven?

[waiting]

[ That's one way of looking at it. ]

I don't think I can convince the boss to let me off that early.

[detriments]

[she is... tempted to say she can and just use her power to have her way. But on second thought-]

What time would suit you better, then?

[waiting]

Nine o'clock. If that's not too late, I mean.

[ Wait, she's the one who wants to ask him out, why does he feel apologetic??? ]

[detriments]

[because Christine does that to people!!]

Nine it is. [well-] Pleasure talking to you, Mr Bradbury. I'll be looking forward to our date.

[waiting]

[ he'd been trying not to think that word. ]

I-- right. See you then.