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[cupio]

[ There are a lot of people here. Clary watches them and tries not to get her hopes up. As much as she'd like to see her mom, Simon, Luke - she knows that life doesn't work out that way. Still, her smile is a little brighter when she flicks on the feed. ]

Okay, here's the deal. If you know me, come for coffee. If you don't know me, come for coffee. [ Tucking her hair behind her ear. ] Got it? Good.

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[cupio]

I can only imagine.

[ Resting her elbow on the table and her chin in her palm, she just ends up watching him. Artist, y'know? Can't stop, won't stop. ] Have you been in the City before?

[killerstyle]

[He does have a knack for picking up the artist types. That's how he ended up with a big ol' picture of himself hanging in his front hall, back in the day.

Boy, had he ever loved that picture, too.]

Yeah. A while ago now, I think; it gets kind of hard keeping track of time when you go back and forth a few times. My best guess, I think it's got to be more than a year now? Since I was stuck here, I mean, not since last I visited. I usually manage to come around and see my old friends, when the opportunity arises.

[cupio]

[ She hums, thoughtfully before lifting her coffee. ] It's kind of nice that can happen, right? Because you make friends here and then all of a sudden you're sent home and while the City sucks it's awful having to lose that.

[ Feelings. :C ] So do you need help in your tour of probably broken hearts?

[killerstyle]

Don't worry about me. I learned a long time ago to enjoy the sweet things while I've got them. They always disappear sooner or later.

[FEELINGS EVERYWHERE TBH.]

Actually, you might be able to help me. Assuming you don't mind the suggestion that there might be other girls than you in my eyes.

[cupio]

[ Now you have a friend for life, Finnick. She cannot resist. ] Hey, I'm taken. So I guess that just means I'm going to have to be your wingwoman.

[killerstyle]

Technically, so am I. Which is who I'm looking for, coincidentally.

[He's so good at this "forging rapports with people in a matter of minutes" thing, seriously.]

There's two of them--I know, I know, don't even start. It's just that I'm pretty sure at least one of them will end up here; the other...I don't know. But you seem like the kind of girl who'd know the one I'm expecting. You've got a lot in common.

[cupio]

I'm not judging! [ Her hands go up in a not me gesture. She can see it actually. He's the kind of boy who seems to love too easy. ] Who is it?

[killerstyle]

[Only once, and never again.

...Except for maybe that one other time.]

Her name is Queen Lucy. And I think she might have my boat.

[cupio]

You have a boat?

[ But she's wracking her brain and it's not coming. ] I don't think I've heard of any queens living here. [ Not the royal sort, anyway. ]