Meeting aboard Barrier

[Arant]

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"Ah, my mistake then, I had expected to be used as an interim secretary between two long-time friends and professionals."Lillian would quip, smiling after as she moved to stand. Her attention moved towards the entrance, hand sliding across the table as she didn't need a degree to know when trouble was starting. She wasn't much of a fighter, even with the small amount of practical experience she had, but Lillian wasn't about to go down for wanting a better tasting drink; so she followed after Chandler, trailing behind as the rest of the patrons left and the Maltese came shuffling in all their glory.

"No need to tell me twice, I'm a thinker not a fighter .." She'd mutter.