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Post by Administrator on Apr 23, 2006 11:57:04 GMT -5
Watch New York go by as you grab a bite to eat!
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Post by hawkeye on May 7, 2006 16:50:50 GMT -5
Hawkeye walked into Tibby's and headed for an empty table. She had a bit of extra money left over, and decided to spend it on a sandwich.
She slid into her seat and order her sandwich. She looked out the window, watching various people walk by, as she waited for her food.
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Post by Sweets on May 10, 2006 21:38:57 GMT -5
Sweets stepped into Tibby's and instantly groaned. All the tables were full. Glancing to her left she saw one girl sitting alone at a table, gazing out the window.
Approaching her slowly, she stood there awkwardly for a moment before clearing her throat. "Hi, um... do ya mind?" she asked, motioning to the open chair.
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Post by hawkeye on May 10, 2006 22:01:31 GMT -5
Hawkeye looked up at the girl and smiled, "Not at all," she gestured for her to take a seat.
"I'm Hawkeye," she extened her hand to the girl.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on May 11, 2006 17:41:38 GMT -5
Racetrack entered the crowded restaurant with a grin on his face. Having just won at the tracks, he was in the mood to spend. Spotting two other 'hattan newsies, he made his way over to them.
Reaching the table, he saw Hawkeye's extended hand. "Hiya goils," he greeted as he took a seat beside Hawkeye. "You two 'aven't met huh? Hawk, dat dare is Sweets," he said, motioning to the other girl, taking it upon himself to introduce her.
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Post by Sweets on May 11, 2006 17:48:13 GMT -5
Sweets grinned at Race, only slightly annoyed at his assumption that she was unable to speak for herself. Taking the seat across from Hawkeye, she smiled. "Nice ta meetcha Hawkeye."
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Post by hawkeye on May 11, 2006 19:12:07 GMT -5
"Heya Race," Hawkeye slid over slightly, to make room for him, "And, nice to meet ya too, Sweets."
She turned to look at Racetrack, "What's got you so happy?"
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on May 13, 2006 12:58:27 GMT -5
Race, still grinning like an idiot, patted his pocket. "I won big taday! I gotta hot tip yestahday dat really paid off!" he sighed contentedly and leanded back in his chair. "I don't have ta sell papes for a week if I don't wanna."
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Post by hawkeye on May 13, 2006 16:36:20 GMT -5
"Wow, ya really know where ta go for ya "hot tips," huh?" she laughed, "Man, I wish I could go a week without sellin'."
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on May 14, 2006 17:11:52 GMT -5
"Well, Hawk my friend, if ya want that, ya eiddah gotta pray for a miracle, or go to da tracks," he grinned and continued, "Me? I nevah was one ta sit around an' wait." He sounded a little more than cockey, but redeemed himself slightly with, "Lunch's on me!"
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Post by hawkeye on May 14, 2006 18:17:13 GMT -5
Hawkeye couldn't really tell whether he was being pompous or just joking around, but at the mention of free lunch, she decided to go with "joking around."
"Thanks Race," she smirked, "Ya know, ya should really try ta win more often if this is what 'appens when ya do."
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Post by rose on May 14, 2006 19:41:43 GMT -5
Rose walks in looking around for anyone she knows, but finds no one. She walks up and introduces herself to a girl sitting down at a table.
"Heya, I'm Rose," she smiles and puts out her hand.
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Post by Sweets on May 14, 2006 19:44:19 GMT -5
Sweets was grinning at Race's antics when she noticed a girl walk in and approach them. She scooted in to make room for her and shook her offered hand. "Hiya, I'm Sweets, you must be new huh?"
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Post by rose on May 14, 2006 19:47:52 GMT -5
Rose nods as she sits down next to Sweets.
"Nice to meet you."
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Post by hawkeye on May 14, 2006 19:48:52 GMT -5
Hawkeye extended her hand across the table, "Name's Hawkeye, nice ta meetcha."
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