It don't mean a thing.

[aldabeyoun]

Who: Njoki, the band, and you!
What: Music, chatter, general discussion.
Where: No Fish Today
When: Misdi evening.
Notes: Music? You want music? We've got you covered.

As promised, No Fish Today, Baedal's own tavern that caters to newcomers out of time and those with an interest in Earth's recent past, is hosting their regular forties night. The bar is open. Snacks are available. (Try the pickled eggs!) There's plenty of music and even a little cleared space if you want to dance.

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[controlledvariable]

Her head tilts slightly, regarding Steve with a sad smile. He doesn't sound quite convinced, and she can understand why even if she can't, really, understand how he's feeling. She decides that she can try to cheer him up, or at the very least try to distract him from whatever morose thoughts he's having.

So she clicks her tongue in disapproval, exaggerating her Jersey accent when she talks and hoping he'll get the NY/NJ rivalry joke, "Careful, that's a dangerous comparison to make," But she's smiling and adds, "It's on an island, in the Delaware Bay. Kind of, uh, terrible, if I'm being honest; especially the division between social classes. But it's pretty sometimes, and the people are fighters, if nothing else."

Which is a trait she admires, and likes to think that she has in herself.

[aldabeyoun]

Late to her own event, Njoki spots Steve and a young lady sitting at a nearby table. Once she's got a beer of her own in hand, it's pretty easy to navigate her way through the crowd and pull up a seat.

The closest thing she managed to get in era appropriate garb is a men's button down shirt and tie.

"Hey, sorry I wasn't here at the get go, but work was a mess." Literally. That's why her hair is still wet and she smells faintly of the almost unscented lemongrass soap she prefers.

[captainredwhiteblue]

Steve shakes his head, a fond smile turning his lips. "Don't worry about it. It happens. Hey, do you know Steph? Steph, this is my good friend Ki. I've known her about as long as I've been in the city."

...And a second later, he catches himself.

"The first time."

[controlledvariable]

"Nice to meet you, Ki," Steph offers her hand to Ki after Steve has done introductions, "Thanks for letting us know about this."

She would've had no idea otherwise, since it's not the sort of thing that pops up on her radar, but it's nice to have a regular (sort of) night out without worrying about everything else that's going on. So she's grateful.

"How did you guys meet?" The question's directed at both of them - whoever wants to answer first.

[aldabeyoun]

"It's no problem. I had a client of mine come in and tell me all about it - he's from considerably earlier, but he liked the forties." His actual words were something along the line of 'the 1940s were great, the 1740s were shit with shit music' and wisely Ki doesn't mention that.

"I tend to run to shake off the stress of work and I saw him, wanted to know if I could keep up." No one ever said it was a good idea that lead to them meeting each other. "He usually wins, but with grace and aplomb, so I can't do more than gripe and make him buy ice cream."

[captainredwhiteblue]

Steve shrugs, almost bashful. "I'm just happy to have somebody who can keep up. Before that I had to either run alone, or, back home, slow myself down so the other fellas could keep up."

He glances from one to the other, and then, as gentlemanly as ever: "And speaking of me buying things, can I get you ladies anything?"

[controlledvariable]

"That's a good way to make friends, especially if you're pretty evenly matched," She'd met a couple people that way, when she first came to the city; she misses running with Kaitlyn. (She misses going to a track and racing Wendy even more, but that's a million miles away). "And I think ice cream is a fair consolation prize."

Steph shakes her head at the offer, "No thanks, I might grab myself a soda later, but I'm good for now."

[aldabeyoun]

It also helps that they both keep strange hours and are just as happy to go for a run at noon as midnight.

"Naw, I'm good, but thanks. I was going to buy you a pickled egg, mostly just so I could say I bought you one." Nothing says 'I care' like dodgy bar food, right? "Anyway, what else is news in the city? I haven't come out among the living for a while and I feel a bit out of the loop, yeah?"

[captainredwhiteblue]

The face Steve makes. Not that he's not up for adventure, or that he'd turn down the kindness of a friend, but... a pickled egg? "I... guess. Maybe the three of us can share one?"

He shrugs, gaze drifting out over the dance floor for a moment as the song changes. "I don't know that I'm the right fella to ask about what's gone on in the city. I just got back and I feel like I've been playing a nonstop game of catch-up ever since." He looks over at Steph. "How about it, Steph, you more in the loop than me or Ki here?"

god I am sorry this took me so long :c

[controlledvariable]

There's a little chuckle at Steve's face, "I'll share one with you." She's probably eaten worse, and anyway, if it's really terrible she can just spit it out (such a lady).

"Probably," In response to Steve asking whether or not she's in the loop, "There was some weird stuff going on at Flag Hill recently, holes in the hillside that the city had to cover up. And things have been kinda all over the places lately with people coming in and out of the city. You're not the only one who disappeared for a couple of days, Steve."

It's not that it hasn't happened before, but usually three people don't pop in and out around the same time. And Steph noticed it this time because some of these disappearances affected her more than usual.