Date: 2006-06-28 12:51 am (UTC)
Goldy returns to the bedside.

"I know."

She hands over the glass before perching herself on the edge of the mattress and applying the ice to her cheek.

"Actually. Um. I have plans with Ace this coming weekend." She looks guilt-ridden all of a sudden, and her voice drops accordingly. "We're going on vacation to a beach on some... other planet she knows."

She doesn't feel like she needs permission. Not by any means. But she doesn't want to be holidaying when she should be on a mission.

"We'll only be gone five minutes in bar time," she adds.
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