"Oh Now That Is Very Kind, Are You Sure Though? I've Likely Had One Too Many Already." Cynthia Chuckled

"I do indeed," Cynthia enjoyed working with Aria especially due to her enthusiasm. "Can I take you out for a coffee? We can discuss it there and of course give you a nice break."

Aria nearly bowls over the person in front of her, coming to a halt so fast at the sound of Cindy's voice. She whips around and finds herself pasting on that polite smile once more - navigating the office these days was an ordeal and a half. "I am!" Excited, courteous, she could do this. "Do you have a client I need to look into?"

NEVER HAVE I EVER 4.02 ...GOTTEN SWEET REVENGE

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@bcysdontcry || Silas & Cynthia || New Year's Eve

"I think it is very much a shame that too many people here have empty glasses." Cynthia had likely already had too much to drink and they weren't close to the bells ringing but she couldn't help but be cheery and when she spotted others with no glasses she interjected into their conversation. "I'm getting a round what would you like?"

Raquel is such a sweet, precious angel, we are blessed. 💜

Margaret Atwood

@lauriemorganthal || Laurie & Cynthia || New Year's Eve

"Well hello stranger," Seeing a familiar face would always put Cynthia at ease she when she spotted Laurie she walked over to him. "Fancy a dance?"

Cynthia didn't have any food in front of her yet, instead she was nursing one drink slowly. It wasn't that she was against the conversation, she just wasn't expecting it. So it took a moment for her to respond.

"I've had bits and pieces, it wasn't the worse I've ever had. I recommend the hot stuff though. Better off sufficiently warmed."

Where: Some Bar Status: Open

Alcohol is almost tradition after a finished 'truck day'. Thousands of pounds in meat and carcasses all coming in, hung up in the freezer, and awaiting carving. Tiring for any man, let alone an ex-con with a stiff knee and a sore back. Losing his touch, it seems. Maybe age catches up with everyone. But Malachi has sat himself down for a drink and eyes the person beside him. He's not a conversationalist, but spending your entire day in utter silence while heaving around the dead in a giant ice box makes you lonesome. "Have you had the food here?" He taps fingers on the laminated little menu taped to the counter. "Don't normally trust bar food."

"Real? Dear god please make sure you find out where it is so I can avoid that store forever." Cynthia was laughing though. She could see the appeal for some people but to her that truly sounded like a nightmare. "That's sweet that you listen to your partner so closely, you should take him there."

Mars grins. "Wait, I love that idea... but no, they don't touch anything. They're just above everything. They're not sentient, just. Weird animatronics. Like It's a Small World, but with a grocery store." He leans onto his strong arms. "It's a real thing. A real grocery store. 's why I ask, babes. It's absolutely mental. My-" His what? "...Someone I'm seeing, he. Has a weird fascination with them. We've been chatting about them, and. I shouldn't have ever told him about this grocery store."

"Mm, not really, I suppose there are times when it's interesting. But it's for the state so often that I never really get any of the 'fun' cases." Cynthia said with a small shrug, she didn't usually mind it. "I'm doing well, certainly looking forward to new year, I always tell myself I'll do these exciting things. Do you have a resolution at all?"

Work has been fraught, and he's very glad she attempts to change the subject. A soft smile and a shrug as he holds his drink in one hand. "You must have some interesting stories." He points out. "Everyone does. We just... all happen to forget them the second we need to tell them to people." Gus laughs, and starts to fold a napkin into... something. Origami? Maybe? "Work's not worth talking about. How're you? Excited for a new year?"