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[oh_what_a_story]

It's nine o'clock on a Tuesday, and Sel takes her seat at the Skyline's polished piano. She plays a quick glissando to be certain everything's in tune, then launches into a slightly modified cover of Billy Joel's "Piano Man," personalized to the locals of that evening. It's how she opens every night, a familiar tune to wake the patrons up, before

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[vicioussweetie]

Ali smiles when the doors of the elevator open, stepping out and smiling to the coatcheck girl. It takes her a moment to get her out of her coat though; there are so very many buttons after all...

[jumpyspringy]

*Mortimer steps out after Ali and shrugs out of his jacket, wondering if it would be safe to check his hat as well. His eyes linger on Ali's hands as she unbuttons her coat.*

((so very many buttons *snerk* She loves to torture him.))

[vicioussweetie]

She pretends not to notice his lingering looks, taking his hand again when she's handed her coat over. "I assume you won't mind nonsmoking?"

((Yes. Is it torture if she'll give him what he wants later?))

[jumpyspringy]

Non-smoking is fine. My preference really. *holds her hand and lets her lead him to a table*

((Sorry about the lag. Had to get food.))