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Not to accept your award?

I've only been nominated, I haven't won anything. I didn't even know about it until my business partner made a big deal out of it.

I'm not much for formal events.

I wasn't expecting to be nominated either.

If it weren't for my friends, I probably wouldn't bother either.

This about those awards?

I haven't even heard of them.

Must have been drunk. *chuckles*

Yup. Seems to be the thing to talk about these days.

Apparently they're a big deal around here. I had no idea.

*fond smile* That's a surprise. Are you not drunk now?

I'm usually out of the loop but congratulations for getting nominated, darling! *kisses her cheek and then ducks out of the way, chuckling*

You and me both.

*laughs* Surprisingly...no.

Want to help me get there though?

Thanks. I guess it's nice to get nominated? I don't know. People keep congratulating me and kissing me, I'm not sure how much more I can take. *winks*

Sure. Been awhile since I got drunk with the man himself.

What did you get nominated for?

But I get special privileges, right? *smiles bigger*

Pull up a seat, I even got the special wine. *holds up an old bottle*

Best female deity I think. Favorite? I'm not exactly sure. I think all five or six of us are Greek, though. It's nice to know people still remember the old ways from time to time.

Sure. Special privileges for the guy with the good wine. *nods towards the bottle*

I would vote for you but I think I missed it. Or did I? *looks around*

*chuckles, fills a goblet and passes it over*

So what else have you been up to, Athena? I don't see you much these days.

I don't have the slightest idea. I used to care so much more about those contests. Maybe I'm getting old.

*takes the glass and lifts it in a toast before taking a sip*

Not much. Ran a book shop in Soho for a couple of decades. Just moved out to LA to work private security with a vampire. Kind of fun so far.

I can protect myself. You're my partner, not my employee, remember?

Guy. Who. Eats. Brains.

I'm going.

...

EW! They're so not.... right. I'm not afraid of him. Not like he's gunned down a D.A.

Oh, btw, was a friend of a friend. Don't think it'll come back to our doorstep though.

Bullets can't kill you. I think brain removal might be on the list, though. But if you don't think you'll need the security, I'll skip the awards. Fine by me.

Good to know. I've doubled sentry ops just in case. I'll give it a week before I ease up.

You'd let me go all by myself?!?! Athena! I thought we were friends.

*will go pout now. In a huff. See, can be emo like Mick!*

Oh! Little blonde reporter girl shows up? Let her in. And send others home.

So you want me to go in a non-professional capacity. Don't we have a no dating policy?

Will do. I'm looking forward to meeting her one day.

There's windows between professional and sitting on my lap. Isn't there? I remember someone telling me about this once.

... Why does that suddenly make me nervous?

Mhmm. Good point. I guess it'll give me an excuse to go dress shopping.

Because you're paranoid?

I'm not required to go with, right?

Well, yeah.

No, you're not. It's probably better that way. I imagine you'll enjoy the surprise.

Why do the words "enjoy the surprise" fill me with dread? Paranoia again?

Yep. How bad could it be? It's a dress.

How bad can it be. Never seen Blackwell's worse dressed list, have you?

Have a little faith, Josef. I've got some fashion sense.

In you? I have a lot of faith. Put my life in your hands, didn't I?

There's your life and then there's your image. I'll pick out a decent dress. No need to worry.