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Who: Jilly Coppercorn and Lindsey McDonald
What: A bit of relaxation and conversation
When: Late, Friday Night
Where: Music Room
Rating: PG, PG-13?

Jilly was sitting with her back against the piano, sketchbook balanced on her knee. As she worked, her eyes would flicker over to Lindsey where he sat, hands moving smoothly over the strings of his guitar. It was his hands she was trying to sketch, as if she could capture the music he was making in pencil. It was familiar... and relaxing. Music and art and company. If she could ask for anything, this is exactly what she would want.

After a minute, she'll pause and stretch. "You know, I like being busy... but I think I'll be happy when Barney finds a few more people to help at the Kat."

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There was that tiny bit of tension before she reminded herself to relax. That this was safe and good and not something to worry about. Just a quick reminder and then it was nice, his touch, light on her arm.

"So... I know it's a miracle, but I do have a day off tomorrow."

"Do you now?" There was a bright smile in return. "That's a bit of good news to hear."

"Mmhmm... I was thinking of spending all day painting. You know, really get some work done." A mock pause. "Unless, of course, you could think of anything else that might be going on?"

"Well, actually..." he rubbed the back of his neck a bit. "If I got my calendar right, tomorrow's actually my birthday."

Her eyes widened as she turned more to face him. "Wait... tomorrow??? Why didn't you say something sooner?"

Lindsey just shrugged. "Didn't think about it. I haven't had cause to even think to celebrate it last few years." not like he had anyone at home to celebrate it with.

"That won't do at all." Setting her sketchbook down on the floor, she reached up to catch his hand with one of hers. "We should do something."

"Is there anything you've been wanting to do that you haven't, yet?"

Well, there's something on his mind that any blue blooded male would want to do that he hasn't done in a long time, but he's really not going to go there JUST yet.

"Nothing comes to mind, really. But if you have the day off, we could do something."

She nodded, fingers absently tracing the lines on his palm. "Definitely. I'm all yours."

Though it was probably best not to take her entirely on her word at that, since she hadn't quiet followed his train of thought before saying it.

"Is that so?"

It came out faster than he could stop it and he smiled a bit, looking away. "I mean, that'll be nice. We could maybe get dinner or something so you still have some painting time in."

She laughed. "I was only kidding, earlier. And it's your birthday, so it's your choice.

But dinner would be nice."

And it would give her time to think up some kind of gift.

As if buying things for friends wasn't hard enough in the normal world... what did you get a guy who could wish for anything he wanted from a magical castle?

"Well, is there any place besides Lux that has great food? Because I'd like to go there, but it's... awkward."

Lindsey doesn't need a present. Her spending time with him and not judging him was present enough.

"Well, we could try some place in town. Not everyone eats at the castle. I'm sure there are great places around." Besides, she wouldn't mind avoiding the Lux either. At least, while she was on a date, anyway. Awkward was certainly the word for it.

"How about this? You surprise me by choosing a place and we'll go there. That work for you, darlin'?"

"I can handle that." There was a smile as her fingers actually slid between his, ceasing their motion. "We can celebrate birthdays and lack of spiders and days off, hmm?"

He squeezed her hand and smiled. "I'm all good for celebrating. Just no funny hats. Alright?"

She laughed. "I think I can manage that."

"Good. Because if there is funny hats, I will make you wear it all by yourself."

She arched an eyebrow at that. "Oh really? Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe it is."

She grinned, leaning back against the chair and tilting her head back so she could see him better. "You know, I was never one to pass up challenges. Fair warning."

His fingers went to play gently in her hair. "Should we put a wager on this, or just see your creative side?"

She laughed. "I couldn't bet against the birthday boy. It wouldn't be right to make you lose."

Lindsey laughed. "Who says I plan on losing, darlin'?"

"You wouldn't have to plan on it. These things just happen, sometimes."