The Hog's Head Inn$3$[1]

[Roger Davies]

*stands up also*

I guess you are right, shall I escort you back?

[Roslyn Levere]

"You don't have to." *Turns from him.* "Perhaps I'll see you around?"

[Roger Davies]

I'm sure you will, I'm always about. If you ever want, you can just owl me to get together.

[Roslyn Levere]

*Nodds, and offers one last smile before walking away.*

[Roger Davies]

*eyes her as she walks away from him, and smirks to himself*

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Swaying at every step, Rafe shuffled into the store*

*Takes his time to look about the place*

'Ey, this isn't th' pub. Bloody hell! Oho, so it is a pub. Bit dirty, innit?

*Slumps into a chair, takes out something resembling a cigarette, lights it with his wand, and begins smoking*

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia apparated into the street just outside the Hog's Head Inn, her large carpet bag bulging with unfinished paperwork. She often came to the small, dingey pub to work when she found she was getting too distracted in the office. It was definately not the sort of pub where you were disturbed if you baricaded yourself off in a corner. Sighing, she made her way into the pub and across to the bar. "I'll have a vodka on the rocks," she called out to the bearded barman before taking a seat on a bar stool.

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Takes several drags of his cigarette-like object, eyes wandering until Tallia walks in*

Oi, I think I've seen her before.

*Not wanting to waste anything in his possession, he finishes smoking before side-stepping over to the woman*

'Ey, you wouldn't be from th' Witch Weekly, would ya now? I think it's brilliant. I think you're brilliant. I just wrote ya, now tha' I remember it. Whadda know?

*Gathers his long dyed hair from his face and smiles, his eyes hazy and bloodshot*

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia glanced around as the man approached her, suprised anyone would come up to her in a place like this. Although, as she looked at him, regognition dawned on her face. "Mr Hitchens..." she smiled, suddenly putting the face she remembered from the pub together with the letter she'd recieved. "Yes, I remember you. I replied to your letter just before I came out thisevening. There should be a reply awaiting you at the Haunt and Goblin." She grinned and held out her pale, smooth-skinned hand to him. "It's nice to meet you officially."

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Shakes her hand in a friendly manner, his hand shaking slightly due to booze and other factors*

Nice t'see ya again, too. I had fun chattin' your man up. He gave me a bit o' advice th' other day. Women are so confusin' I am always seekin' out advice.

*Trying hard to act professional he smiles, avoiding gawking at her figure*

Now, can ya tell me summat straight? Do you often publish th' common man's work in your publication, Tallia babe-- ehhh, I mean Miss Gauthier? 'Cause I'm always lookin' for money and I could try summat easier if it looks bleak, you get me?

*Pulls his tattered cloak off, placing it on his lap*

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia raised an eyebrow... "Oh, and what was Mr Nott saying? Anyway, I'm not sure if he's exactly my man. For all I know it was a one, albeit very active, night stand..." She smirked and sipped the vodka which had been placed on the bar infront of her. "And, yes, I'm willing to print everything I think is worth it, and pay a good sum too... although I'm interested in what else you may do for money." She bit her lip, giving a little giggle.

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Thinks back to the conversation, having trouble sifting through his hazy mind*

Tha' Nott bloke told me you were great and all tha'. Ya know, guy stuff. He was right nasty at times, but other than tha' he was fine. Perhaps fine enough for you, eh?

*Eyes widen hopefully, immediately dropping the professional facade*

'Ey darlin', I've done it all in th' name o' money. I'd chew glass if I was promised a handful of gold. I dun't care a spit for wha' others think o' me, ya know? I'm not ashamed, I gotta play th' game somehow.

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia raised an eyebrow at Rafe's summary of Theo's words. "Hmm, well, I haven't really decided about him yet..." She smiled. "I'm an upstanding woman. I need to be careful about who I link myself to." She grinned and sipped her vodka as she listened to him. "Hmm, the game. Yes, I know all about the game..."

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Gulps when "upstanding" is said*

O' course, o' course, Tallia. I won't start behavin' badly unless you call for it, all right? Just lettin' you know tha' I'll do just about anythin' I need to.

*Laces his bony fingers together, placing them closer to Tallia's end*

Would you like a brief summary o' th' plot? I'm chuffed to bits, babe-- eehhh Tallia.

[Tallia Gauthier]

A giggle escaped Tallia's lips. "You have real problems not calling me "Babe", don't you?" She grinned at him. "And we best keep the bad behaviour on a low...at least in public." She winked at him and licked her lips, placing her vodka on the bar. She looked him over. Apart from the blood shot eyes and bedraggled hair, he really was rather good looking. She smirked a little. "Yes, Mr Hitchens, I'd love to hear some..."