First floor lobby, late Wednesday night

[fates_jaye]

After the weird guy from next door came over, Jaye closed her door and got drunk. At one point she offered the Little Wooden Boy Dave a shot, but he seems to be clean.

At another point, Jaye started making phone calls.

And then she sets off to the lobby so she can go do her radio broadcast. Because sometimes Jaye's an idiot.


[Locked to those who know who they are.]

Comments

[smartestone]

"One of us can take care of it for you," Hermione offers. She ignores Aeryn's glare.

[fates_jaye]

"No. My schtick."

She and her liver should probably be worried that this is schtick.

[smartestone]

As Jaye starts wandering to the door, Hermione turns to the other girl and says, "I'll go with her, make sure she doesn't hurt herself."

[can_be_more]

Aeryn looks her over, and she doesn't know the girl at all, but Hermione doesn't look like she can handle Jaye if she say, falls over somewhere. And Aeryn does have a conscience, so she sighs, and says, "I'll get you at least that far."

There's a thump as Jaye walks into the door.

"We should get going," Aeryn nods.