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Who: Garrus, Patamon, Shepard, Anyone else who feels like joining in

What: Noir Event

When: Backdated to August 15th, 2013

Where: Digital Dive Bar


Always waiting on a dame. Ain't that just the way? Here he is in his Sunday best, sitting all by his lonesome in the back of the bar. Then again, Garrus isn't exactly in a position to be complaining. The number of dates he's missed out on for stakeouts or lord knows what else has earned Shepard a few free passes.

Not that she'd ever use 'em. She'll show, just might take a while. Nothing for it but to wait, so that's what Garrus is going to do. He settles back in to the worn leather of his booth, and finishes the whiskey he'd been nursing before signalling the barkeep for another.

Long as the drinks keep coming, he'll be just fine.

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"She's the one keeping you waiting this time I take it."

Placing a drink down in front of him, Yoko took the seat across from Garrus. It was an odd looking combination, a guy dressed up in his best and a girl who looked like she had just gotten off of work herself, but that was the point of it all. No one without two nickles to rub together would suspect the good girl to be working under a guy like that, feeding him whatever rumors blow through.

Though, usually their meetings weren't so strict on the dress code.

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"First time for everything." Garrus replies with a shrug, picking up the drink and taking a sip and letting the warm brown liquid swirl around his palate. Calvados brandy, very nice.

"I don't know when she's going to walk in that door, so we have to make this quick, doll." Garrus says, casting a glance to the front of the bar. "What've you heard?"

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She pouts a little, not so much irritated at the question itself but rather the hush hush rush manner of it all. It was always like this when there was a chance of Shepard walking in.

"I'm not just here for business." Not exactly business anyway. This was a good place to listen in on chatter after all. No, she was also along to keep an eye on these two crazy kids, because one or the other was going to be missing anyway.

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Of course it is, if Shepard saw them, she'd have questions. Nothing that Garrus couldn't answer, but Shepard was smart, she could figure things out if he slipped up even a little.

Still, he sees the pouting, and he softens a little. "Right ... how are you doing, kiddo?" He smiles.

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That's more like it. It's not like she didn't know how tough as nails Garrus's girl was, but sometimes it's nice to get her way.

"Aces. Had to shake off a few goons on the way over, but in the end it all turned out just peachy." They weren't going to be bothering her again, that she can guarantee.

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He takes another sip of his brandy, raising his eyebrow at the mention of the goons, "You sure?" He asked, a little concerned. "I don't doubt you being able to handle yourself, but, well, sometimes you don't know you're in over your head until you're drowning."

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She gives him a smirk, "Come now, who do you think you're talking to?" The kid wasn't stupid, nor was she the type to let a creep walk all over her. If she says she's taken care of a problem, she's taken care of it. "You worry too much old man."

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"Yeah, yeah," Garrus replies. She's got spunk, he'll give her that. "Maybe I do, but it's just because I care. So try not to give me a damn heart attack and becareful, alright kiddo?"

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"Always such a stick in the mud." It's nice to have someone keep an eye out for you, that much she can admit. "Guess I should take care of some business before I scram. Got the lowdown on something going down at the Tower."

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He rolls his eyes. Stick in the mud his ass.

He sits forward a little when they get to business, taking another drink. "Well? Going to keep me in suspense?"

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Yoko moves in herself, keeping her voice low enough that it was still audible to Garrus, yet not so much to anyone passing by. "Two nights from now, midnight, there's going to be a meeting. I didn't catch what it's about, but the tip should be good."

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He nods, fingers tapping idly on the table as he listens. "Alright, I can work with that. Anyone we know going to be making an appearance?"