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[thenormalsquint]

[Good morning. Coming to you live from at a cafe in the City, one of your regular stand-ins for the many Starbucks that this place should have. Angela's at the head of the line, small duffel bag slung over her right shoulder, as she points down at the pastry case.]

Yes. A coffee, milk, seven sugars, and can I get a raspberry danish too? And the triple chocolate brownie. Oh, wait, and that coffee cake too.

[The cashier looks so obviously concerned about Angela's raging sweet tooth that he's not quite prepared for what comes next. As soon as he hands the paper bag over the counter, Angela's leaning towards him to lay a fat juicy smooch right on his lips before calmly dropping her change into his tip jar. Mmm, pastries. Definitely a victory.]

Thank you!


[ooc: Angela is finally getting a break! She quit her hospital gig to run the store full time, but before all that she's going on vacation... as much as once can do in the City. This is her main victory so pucker up if you want to run into her.]

Comments

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[rianofski]

Thus far, I've seen a disproportionate number of people kissing randomly. Should I assume that this is a curse, or all you all just incredibly affectionate?

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[thenormalsquint]

Well, considering I don't usually tongue the baristas down, probably. At least he was cute and legal.

[Because that is her biggest worry, yes.]

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[rianofski]

Would you have been able to resist kissing him, if you'd wanted to?

[He sounds concerned about the whole issue.]

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[thenormalsquint]

I can't say. It's not like I felt like I had to fight it at the moment. Ask me again in five minutes.

[studmuffin]

[ He can't help it, he has to give her a round of applause. ] I can't tell if this is the best hold up I've ever seen. Distract them, then run away with the cake.

[thenormalsquint]

[She would curtsy if she ever actually did, so she just smiles in return.]

I paid for it so no, it's not a crime. The coppers can't bag me on this one.

[studmuffin]

[ An amused laugh. ]

Hey, and if they don't believe you at least we've got like a ton of witnesses.

[thenormalsquint]

Are you going to help bail me out?

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[bettercallit]

[ Out more than he is in, Clint spots Angela and casually wanders over, hands in his trouser pockets and appearing unfazed by the world.

Oh, but then he spots the bag she's carrying along with the coffee, glances at the building behind her, and grins. It's not that he can't grin, but he doesn't often, and he looks uncharacteristically excited. ] Coffee and pastries?

[ His hands are cupping her face before she can do anything about it, nudging himself into the space between her now open arms, and he kisses her on the lips, long and hard, and clearly celebrating this amazing success. ]

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[thenormalsquint]

[Hello, Clint. How are you do--oh okay. Angela can roll with this kind of greeting, curse or otherwise. Her hands are still full so she can't exactly react the way she wants to, but she isn't fighting him off one bit. In fact, she slips him a little tongue before he can pull away. This might be a victory for her in its own kind.]

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[bettercallit]

[ Because Clint is Clint, he completely approves of this craftiness, grinning as he steps back without apology or regret. ]

A long line like that? You were lucky to come away at all.

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[thenormalsquint]

[Who needs apologies or regret when neither of them have any?]

Well, I'm choosy. I'm not just in the mood to kiss everybody you know.

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[wouldnotkindly]

[Jack wasn't lucky enough to catch the video on the network, but he does spot her on the streets as he's heading to work. By the looks of him, he's taken her advice about dressing up a little for the job . . . and by the smile on his face, he's not yet aware of the curse today. Or maybe he is. Either way, he's not passing her by without a greeting.]

Hey, Angela.

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[thenormalsquint]

[In a crowd, he isn't hard to spot even without his default sweater. Angela is pleased he took her advice because damn, Jack could work a suit better than he ever thought he could.

His greeting doesn't get one in return. No, it gets Angela moving in extra close, hands threading into his hair as her lips mold against his, soft and smooth.]

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[wouldnotkindly]

[Now that's one hell of a greeting. If it weren't for the lips squarely on his own, Jack might make a noise close to a yelp or squawk; not that he can't barely hide his shock as it is, of course, and he pulls back as soon as he can.]

Angela— [His face is possibly redder than she's ever seen him.] What...

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[thenormalsquint]

[She would feel sorry, but it's just a kiss and Jack isn't a bad looking guy.]

Told you the suit would look good.

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[othersdie]

[On his way to work (no, he hasn't checked the network this morning), Justin spies Angela. Against his better judgment, he breaks into a jog to catch up with her.]

Angela? Angela--I want to apologize.

action!

[thenormalsquint]

[At the rate people are really catching up with her today, there is no way she's going to get to drink this coffee or eat these pastries because whatever Justin needed to apologize for can wait. The minute she turns toward him, she's stepping in and with a cant of her head, kissing him too because vacations need to be celebrated apparently. Or getting apologizes. Who know now?]

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[othersdie]

[What.

Justin isn't as horrified as he would have been had someone besides Angela kissed him, but still. What? He gives her a blank look.]

Are you alright?

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[thenormalsquint]

Cursed.

[A sigh because how else can she explain tonguing down her first born little brother figure?]

Not sure why I had to do that since there's no mistletoe.

[intheblanks]

[He catches her on his way into the cafe, glancing down at the fully loaded paper bag in question.]

Planning on feeding the five thousand?

[thenormalsquint]

[What an unexpected face. She hasn't seen Chase in person since forever and a day and seeing him now is probably the curse's definition of victory in some way because Angela's not sassing him back. Nope, she's moving in and kissing him firmly on the mouth.]

[intheblanks]

[Chase thinks he has this curse figured out until Angela kisses him. Not that he's complaining about being taken by surprise, although some other visitors to the cafe might be less delighted to find the doorway blocked.]

Cursed, or a big thing for biblical references?

[thenormalsquint]

[There's another entrance. They can use it under Angela's done checking out Chase's tonsils. They seem fine; inspection passed. Another victory.

She pulls back, licking her lips, and shrugs like it's really not a big deal.]

Cursed. If it was the second, I'd need more fish and a different set of carbs.

super late action go???

[dr_conscience]

[Wilson's grabbing some quick coffee this morning himself - one he's obtained from another of the stand-ins, placed about as far away as you'd expect from the real thing.

Walking down the street with his coffee in hand, making his gradual way toward the hospital, he spots Angela, and greets her with a smile.]

Angela - good morning.