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[blinks at her. And then...just, rubs his eyes and hunkers in his seat, waiting for them to arrive wherever the heck they were going]

[still looking rather pleased with herself, she's just going to let him mope for about 4 stops before she reaches up to hit the button to signal the driver.]

Here we go. [hopping up from her seat, she'll give Billy a chance to follow her on his own power, but he's going to get pulled if he doesn't cooperate on his own]

[not particularly wanting to get dragged off the bus--though he does briefly consider it--he follows after, shoulders still hunched a little]

[good boy. He's learning.]

[and she'll lead the way to a rather nondescript building with a sign out front that says O'Malley's. It doesn't look like much on the outside, but a wave of sound hits them when she opens the door and, stepping inside, it's crowded with people. The band is setting up on a small stage, but they haven't started yet.]

[is kind of...slinking along behind Jilly, hands stuffed in the pockets of his sweatshirt, not looking entirely comfortable with this whole thing]

[she's just going to slide over to an area of the bar that's not quite as crowded and wait for the bartender to notice them. Meanwhile, she looks over at Billy] What do you want to drink?

[gives her a '...you're buying me a drink?' look]

[laughs] Well, you could buy me one... but I did drag you here. It's the least I can do.

[thinks about this.]

...Good point.

[gentleman Billy was not coming around tonight, apparently]

Whatever's fine.

[smirks, and she orders two beers for them. She's just passing his over to him when the band steps up and gets started.

It's definitely a more traditional sound. There's an irish fiddle player and a set of pipes right along with the guitar and the drum. But it's got an infectious beat and the musicians are skilled, even if it's not the most common kind of music.]

[sipping her beer, Jilly's foot is tapping along with the rhythm]... I'd missed this.

[Billy's sipping his drink--trying not to show the fact that he's still like 'gleh, beer'--and watching the band start their set. At least it wasn't something obnoxious.]

Missed what?

[gesturing with her free hand] This... the city, good music, good company. The castle is fascinating but this feels more... real, somehow.

[trying very hard not to laugh when she catches that gleh look. That's what he gets for not telling her what he wanted]

[you saw nothing! Shut up!]

[mildly bitter smirk] What happened to being all excited about the big magical Castle? You get tired of it already?

[shaking her head] No... not so much that.

I just feel more alive in a city. It's a little bit like home, only it's in the future so it's bigger and still... strange. [laughs]

[beat] Besides... it's kinda reassuring to know that everyone is human right now.

[it seemed odd to say that. Normally she was the first to be excited about non-human beings. But after her run-ins with Szayel and Legato, there was something nice about knowing that they couldn't do the same thing here.]

So...yeah. Pretty much just what I said.

[sip of beer without making a face]

[laughs] Fine. Maybe a little.

But I don't think I'll mind going back. Eventually. It'd just be nice to know I could get back here, too. Have the best of both worlds, you know?

[a thoughtful, but very dubious, 'hmm.' He does not agree with you on a couple of points there, Jilly-cakes]

[he can 'hmm' all he likes. Jilly's momentarily distracted as the band leaps into the second song - a very energetic reel - drawing her attention to the stage. There are a handful of people already on their feet, moving with the music, and she suddenly has the urge to be out there too.

Setting her drink on the counter, she'll cant her head in the direction of the growing crowd] I'm gonna move closer. You want to join me, or stay here?

Oh, uh...I'm fine here.

Uh huh. [innocent look] I'll be back in a bit. Can you watch my drink? [you wouldn't want to ditch her and have somebody put something in it, right?]

Oh... and the tabs open, if you want something else. [possible knowing look at his beer... but she's gone before he can protest, heading to the dancing group]

[don't worry, he's not going anywhere. He'll just chill at the bar for a bit and watch the band, slowly un-sulking a little]

[The band has a lot of energy, and the drummer gives the otherwise traditional music one hell of a beat. It's the kind of music that's hard not to move to, even if it's completely unfamiliar. Jilly, of course, is right in the thick of the dancing. She's not particularly wild, but even so, her enthusiasm is hard to miss and it seems to encourage everyone else around her to dance harder as well.

Lucky for him, she's caught up enough in the band that it's a couple of songs later before she disentangles herself from the crowd, sliding back to stand near him looking tired, tousled, and very pleased]

Oi... I need a drink. motioning to the bartender even as she picks up her beer] Can I get a water, please?

[Billy had finished his beer and was working on his own glass of water, looking much more comfortable sitting there, by now. Still in his own little corner of the world, shoulders hunched and leaning his elbows on the bar, but at least he didn't look as terribly uncomfortable as he did before.]

You look like you're going to have a stroke.

Quite the flatterer, you are. [brushing her hair out of her eyes. When the bartender reappears with a water, she'll gratefully down about half the glass as she takes a seat on the stool next to Billy]

Completely worth it, though.

Looks like it. [lol some skepticism here?]

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