Rose needs caffeine. She is beyond the point of tea. So when she somehow (now, don't ask her how because she's really not sure) wanders into the Hazelnut she heaves a sigh of relief.
Her relief almost instantly becomes concern when she encounters a man who looks like Jack, or might actually be Jack. Her concern, of course, is for her sanity.
"Bloody hell, I've lost it. I'm a nutter."
After a moment or two of reflection on this new fact, she shrugs and accepts it. After all, not like she can do anything about it.
With a very cheerful 'hullo!'Rose slides into the seat across from Jack, grinning.
"Either I've lost my mind, you look an awful lot like my friend, or you are Jack. Either way, might as well share my time with good company."
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Date: 2009-02-05 06:19 am (UTC)Her relief almost instantly becomes concern when she encounters a man who looks like Jack, or might actually be Jack. Her concern, of course, is for her sanity.
"Bloody hell, I've lost it. I'm a nutter."
After a moment or two of reflection on this new fact, she shrugs and accepts it. After all, not like she can do anything about it.
With a very cheerful 'hullo!'Rose slides into the seat across from Jack, grinning.
"Either I've lost my mind, you look an awful lot like my friend, or you are Jack. Either way, might as well share my time with good company."