*WANDERS DOWNSTAIRS TO FIND AN EMPTY ROADHOUSE*

[treehouse_ellen]

*PULLS OUT HER PHONE AND TEXTS*

CROWLEY...

IF YOU WANT ME, I'M AT THE ROADHOUSE...I'LL BE HERE ALL DAY.

PLEASE, HONEY...WE NEED TO TALK.

*HANGS UP AND SETS ABOUT TIDYING UP THE BAR, TRYING NOT TO THINK*

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[th_crowley]

*POOFS TO THE FRONT DOOR*

*KNOCKS, BECAUSE HE'S STILL NOT SURE ELLEN REALLY MEANS IT*

[treehouse_ellen]

*OPENS THE DOOR AND GIVES YOU A CONFUSED LOOK AS SHE STEPS ASIDE TO LET YOU IN*

*WALKS AROUND BEHIND THE BAR AND WAVES A COFFEE CUP AT YOU*

LOOK LIKE YOU COULD USE A COFFEE DARLIN'...

[th_crowley]

*PULLS UP A STOOL*

THANK YOU, I SUPPOSE I COULD...

*TAKES THE CUP AND STARES AT IT FOR A MOMENT, THEN LOOKS BACK AT YOU*

[treehouse_ellen]

*MEETS YOUR GAZE*

SO...I GUESS WE SHOULD PROBABLY TALK ABOUT BILL.