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One of those days?

*she laughs* Definitely. One of ~those~ days.

What happened to you?

It's a cumulative effect. Never any one thing.

Still have that hero complex waiting for that one thing to happen so you can, um, swoop in?

Join me?

One thing? I'm trying to save the world, hon.

Maybe one glass.

Did you just call me hon? *she wrinkles her nose a bit, with a smile*

A glass, for you jelly bean. *red wine, very dry, large glass*

How's that going - the whole world thing?

I don't know if we exchanged names yesterday and if we did and I forgot, I apologize.

Thank you. *He raises the glass and then takes a sip*

I take it one day at a time.

We did not exchange names yesterday. Hence your "hon". *she laughs* which is actually a pretty good punt if we had exchanged names and you fumbled.

Do you like wine? I should've probably asked what you would like to drink.

One day at a time. Rescue by rescue. Sip by sip. *she also takes a sip of wine*

*Oh, he can't help himself* You should see my tight end.

I like the occasional glass of wine and I'm not very picky when it comes to alcohol.

Try to look at it any other way and you'll get discouraged really quick.

Oh, I'd like to see your tight end. *she laughs, and looks a little* I'm Agnes.

Not picky? I'll take that as a good thing. (is that a good thing?)

Well you just rescued me from the dreadful thought of enjoying this wine alone.

Ollie. Pleasure to meet you, Agnes.

It can be either. I try to keep it to one or two glasses a sitting these days.

All in a days work.

Hopefully the pleasure will be mine *surreptitious teasing glance at his tight end*

Do you restart the count if you stand and sit back down? *couldn't resist the ask*

*Ollie just smirks and has another sip*

No. I try to be a bit disciplined.

I would think the standing and sitting back down might be a good test. Exercise, sort of. And, if you can still stand, than having another drink might be an okay decision.

*she looks at him, wondering about discipline, wondering if there's a past with less discipline*

I'll take one... As long of it's of semi-good make.

*grins*

mmmmm. Semi good wine. Nothing like a large glass of semi good wine.

Well it's better than wine that's complete crap... *winks*

like the kind that comes in box, or in "cooler" form?

Yes, ma'am. *smiles* Those are.... rather tasteless, if you get my meaning.

Ah yes. I get both meanings.

Ma'am? That makes me feel a bit like my grandmother.

No harm meant, my dear, it's just how I talk... I suppose. You'd think people wouldn't be so surprised that I'm always talkin' like this, but it gets them every time.

Where're you from?