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Alec is late. Unusual for him as he takes ridiculous amount of pride in being on time. Sometimes showing up a little bit early. So when he comes in about fifteen minutes late it's worrisome.

When Sally gets a look at him it'll be even more worrisome. He's definitely been in a fight and more than likely on the losing side of one. His coat, which he'd been taking fastidiously good care of was ripped and he had a bloody lip, bruise showing up around the eye and some other fun indications of injuries. From the look in his eyes, Alec was also burning furious.

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"And what have I said about propriety in the past, Alec?"

She sighs, long and hard. He just doesn't get it.

He's trying to get it. He really is.

"That it doesn't count out here."

"That's right. So do you want me to teach you, or do you want to be stubborn and worry about propriety?"

He bites his lip clearly conflicted.

"I'd like to know how to fight and you can teach me... but is there someone else I could hit?"

"Sure, go hit whoever you want."

And then enjoy getting hit back really hard because they don't understand what's going on. She grins at him after a second.

"We'll find you someone. Some guy."

Alec rolls his eyes and then winces in pain.

"I'm sure some day I'll be able to hit you."

"Well, good. We'll work our way up to you being able to punch me right in the face, how about that?"

"This discussion is turning rather surreal and uncomfortable."

He really doesn't like the idea of hitting girls.

"In the meantime, what am I supposed to do?"

"In the meantime, maybe you should store some of your valuables here. Nobody'll go after them then."

Because really, anyone who breaks into her bar gets a nasty surprise by being shot, so they don't tend to try it.

Alec stares at his watch and spins it around briefly before pushing it over to her.

"That's it really... I didn't have a chance to take anything else with me. Well... I spent it getting down here."

She takes it and nods once, very firmly.

"I'll keep an eye on it. You don't need to worry about it for one second."

"I need to fix the chain," he says. "Thank you."

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