Tim's New York, Friday Afternoon

[grand_fallguy]

The ifrit cab driver had given them a discount on the fare, on account of Tim having indirectly helping him get the job

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[notafairmaiden]

Gwynn followed Tim in, looking around carefully. (Some habits never die.)

[grand_fallguy]

From his mom's studio came an answering call.

"Tim!" His mother emerged, wiping paint stained hands on an equally paint stained cloth.

She embraced her son, and gave Gwynn a warm smile. "And you must be Gwynn."

[notafairmaiden]

Gwynn smiled and bowed politely. "Yes, ma'am, I'm Gwynn Hood of Locksley. It's very nice to meet you."

[grand_fallguy]

"It's very nice to finally meet you too Gwynn. Tim's told us so much about you." She turned and called up the stairs. "John! They're here!"

"Be down in a second!"

Tim turned to Gwynn. "I'd give you a tour, but I'm still new to this place myself. The old apartment could pretty much have fit in the kitchen of this place."