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When he gets home, Doris is practically waiting for him. She sees the box in his hands and instantly forgets whatever she was going to say.
"Max?" she asks in a quizzical voice. He never brings his work home if he can at all help it. And given the call he made earlier today...
Max, meanwhile dumps the box on the couch. "Hmmm?"
"What's this about Max? You call to tell me we're having a dinner guest on an afternoon's notice, and now you're bringing work home?"
Max smiles gently at his wife. "I'm sorry, I should have warned you that this might happen. I wasn't sure when he'd get here, though. Jack's come from Australia to help me," he says, watching as her eyes widen at the last statement. "Yes," he continues, "it's about that. Hence why we couldn't talk when he came to see me at work."
Doris settles down on the couch and flips open the lid of the box. "So, are you actually going to tell me any details about that?" she asks, looking at, but clearly not understanding what the stuff inside the box is.
"Well, given I expect it is going to come up at dinner, yes."
Doris looks shocked for half a second, her eyes flickering between the door to the kitchen where the tourtière sat, cooking steadily, Max's face and the box of stuff he'd brought back with him.
"Okay," she says after some time.
Doris gets up, heading back to the kitchen to finish up the preparations. Max meanwhile, sets to getting things out of the box and into place for later on. After a little while, he joins her in the kitchen to assist with the preparations. It's comfortable, and the two of them have developed a good routine out over the years.
"Max?" she asks in a quizzical voice. He never brings his work home if he can at all help it. And given the call he made earlier today...
Max, meanwhile dumps the box on the couch. "Hmmm?"
"What's this about Max? You call to tell me we're having a dinner guest on an afternoon's notice, and now you're bringing work home?"
Max smiles gently at his wife. "I'm sorry, I should have warned you that this might happen. I wasn't sure when he'd get here, though. Jack's come from Australia to help me," he says, watching as her eyes widen at the last statement. "Yes," he continues, "it's about that. Hence why we couldn't talk when he came to see me at work."
Doris settles down on the couch and flips open the lid of the box. "So, are you actually going to tell me any details about that?" she asks, looking at, but clearly not understanding what the stuff inside the box is.
"Well, given I expect it is going to come up at dinner, yes."
Doris looks shocked for half a second, her eyes flickering between the door to the kitchen where the tourtière sat, cooking steadily, Max's face and the box of stuff he'd brought back with him.
"Okay," she says after some time.
Doris gets up, heading back to the kitchen to finish up the preparations. Max meanwhile, sets to getting things out of the box and into place for later on. After a little while, he joins her in the kitchen to assist with the preparations. It's comfortable, and the two of them have developed a good routine out over the years.
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Date: 2013-05-04 11:38 pm (UTC)From:Max nods. "That's it."
With that concluded, Doris heads off, leaving the two men in peace (so to speak).
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Date: 2013-05-04 11:41 pm (UTC)From:"So, what's our to-do list. Find the Oracle of Siwa, then find the capstone and complete whatever ritual needs doing in Egypt?"
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:23 pm (UTC)From:Max purses his lips, considering.
"Pretty much..."
"I have a few leads on a couple of tangents that I'd like to follow up as well. First, of course, I need to complete this academic year here at Trinity. I can't very well let someone else mark my courses."
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:26 pm (UTC)From:"Of course not. Well, that gives me time to get caught up, brush up on my hieroglyphics, etc."
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:30 pm (UTC)From:Max smiles.
"I'm glad to have you back again, Jack."
Then he looks outside, at the darkness outside. "Say, do you have somewhere to stay in the city?"
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:34 pm (UTC)From:Jack's hesitation in answering is surely answer enough...
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:37 pm (UTC)From:"You can stay here, for tonight, at least. If you must find your own place tomorrow, I can understand, but you're always welcome."
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:40 pm (UTC)From:"Thanks Max. I'll just, kip on the couch, don't bother making up a spare bed, if you've..."
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Date: 2013-05-05 08:41 pm (UTC)From:Max nods, accepting.
"I'll see you tomorrow then."