[Pretty blond, say hi to fellow pretty blond. Barnaby looked up when he heard the familiar voice and set his cup down for the time being. His detailed notebook was quickly shut and pocketed as well. There was no reason to share those details.
He inclined his head and offered a faint smile himself.]
Of course. Go ahead. There's plenty of space.
[And this was a familiar face that he knew wouldn't annoy him or pry.]
[Action]
He inclined his head and offered a faint smile himself.]
Of course. Go ahead. There's plenty of space.
[And this was a familiar face that he knew wouldn't annoy him or pry.]