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[Stern Annie!]

Yes we're not talking about that.

Well, why not? Because it is bloody eerie.

That's why!

Something being eerie doesn't mean we can't talk about it! [Half to himself:] And good thing, too, otherwise we'd have nothing to say at all.

Plenty of things happen to you that aren't eerie!

[She is quiet because she is thinking....thinking....thinking....]

Oh! Like when the patients throw up on you!

[A disgruntled look, but...point.]

When the patients throw up on me. Right, no, not eerie, but also not really something to speak of at length. "Oh, how was your day, George?" "Well, Mrs. Miller had the most amazing stream of sick that ended up all over my front. Let me describe for you the trajectory."

Sorry, I'm not exactly working at full capacity.

[She knows it's not the best example but it's what she's got]

[And he works his way briefly out of his own ass to bump his elbow against hers.]

No, you're quite right. There are other things. I suppose our relationships aren't so eerie. Nor is what we're having for supper.

[Bump back!]

I'm so glad you're here, George. It wasn't the same, without you.

[He tries to play it cool, but it's clear that there's an answer that he wants:]

Even with American me here?

Especially with the pale American imitation.

[He can't help but grin goofily over at her.]

Right, well. I'd hate to not have an Annie here, American or otherwise. Though I hear there's a tea shortage.

I ration it very carefully and use it to bribe officials into leaving Mitchell alone.

Annie!

[He exclaims that in faux-horror.]

I'm shocked! That's devious.

[Although - ]

Though why on earth are officials bothering him?

[She rolls her eyes]

Because he's Mitchell.

Right, but - he's not been in trouble, has he?

As far as I know he's only drawn attention for being moody and cranky.

[She shakes her head.]

People around here have too much time on their hands.

We're in bloody space. Who wouldn't be moody or cranky?

But they don't know he's a vampire, right?

No, they don't. And they don't know I'm ghost, either.

Well, American George does.

[George frowns.]

You know, he just came up to me and said, "You're a werewolf." He just said that to me. Who does that?

American George.

[Man she's really on this.]

Right! Because British George, George Prime, he'd never do something like that, would he. Even if somehow he knew when someone was a werewolf, he'd keep that under his hat.

You would rightly let them-

Oh.

Have you met Tom?

Er - no. Who's that?

[Pause.]

He's a werewolf.

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