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FH Library, 2/14

When she gets to the library, Angela is pleased to see her gifts for the other aides have been delivered and are beautiful as expected.

She props herself on a stool behind the counter and starts listening to a playlist of the most romantic songs she knows on her iPod, because she's a sap like that.

The library is open for business.

[OOC: Angela-mun is now offline for the night.]

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"Kind of?" Angela said, squeezing his hand back. "Most of it was fun, but there was this ... creature in the library and it bit my ankle. Isabel Evans stomped it."

"Also, Ms. Cregg said something about Puddin' Pants and you needing to apologize to her." It's clear she isn't sure which is weirder.

"Are you okay?" Marty said leaning down to look at Angela's ankles. "Did you go to the clinic to get checked out? You don't have any urges to sing or dress up like the principal, do you?"

Marty's expression becomes embarrassed at the mention of "Puddin' Pants." "Uh yeah. That's her nickname for me. Not sure how that came about. I'll try and drop by to see her sometime this week."

Angela reached down, rolling up her jeans and poushing down a sock to show Marty her scabbing ankle. "It's just a nip. No wackiness, thank god. Itches a little."

She raised an eyebrow, but decided she really, really didn't want to know anything else about the Puddin' Pants thing.

A look of relief crossed Marty's face, which he promptly covered up with a look of mock-seriousness.

"This could be a serious. Who knows what kind of damage it caused? I'm thinking that I better keep a close eye on you tonight. Just in case. Maybe limit your exposure to other people in case you might be contagious."

Angela grinned, then covered it with her own serious look. "I agree," she said. "You need to protect me and make sure I don't embarass myself, or anything."

"Should we plan on spending the night in my room, just in case?"

"Definitely," Marty said cracking a grin. "And I'll bring a kit of anti-monster venom for you just in case. Like chocolate, strawberries, maybe a bottle of champagne in case the bite is more serious than we thought."

"Plus, we could use champagne as a disinfectant," ANgela noted. "And strawberries have Vitamin C, which is really good for you."

She twisted her hair onto the top of her head and let it fall. "What time would you come by?"

"Sevenish? Maybe I'll bring some dinner along. Chinese sound good?"

Marty then dug his hand in his pocket and pulled out something in his hand. "And I wasn't sure if you wanted... um... this back (http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a244/oatmanspatient/A15.jpg) or not."

Angela sucked in a quick breath. "I do," she said, fumbling the ring into her pocket. "I -- I don't have a chain with me, but I'll be wearing it tonight."

"And Chinese at seven sounds perfect. Get extra egg rolls?"

"You got it. I'll see you later," Marty said looking around to see if there was a certain monkey type person who might object to him stealing a kiss from his girlfriend while she was at work.

"Later," Angela agreed.

The monkey-type person was off doing monkey-type things, so there's no one around to protest as she leaned in for a quick but exceedingly pleasant kiss.

Marty enjoyed the quick but exceedingly pleasant kiss and then ~~skipped~~ hurried away from the library to get everything together for the evening.

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