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[katyafeline]

Bizarrely, despite months of being a night owl in the bar, Katya has almost resumed a 'normal' human sleep cycle. Still, she wakes up in the early morning hours most days before the sun has bothered to show up, and spends the hours watching the sleepy peaceful world through the window.

One of those mornings, she feels that with a new world, and a new (and possibly, scarily Watchless) reality, she needs... a little more newness.

One hopes that Skellig isn't too easily spooked.

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[katyafeline]

She laughs, landing as lightly as a dancer.
"Of course I did, silly." She snorts, "He always thinks I will not like things, it is ridiculous, no?" She turns to give the poor lady the entirety of her charm all at once.

Within five minutes, she's gotten a twelve-person team to work on find all the properly made (i.e. Russian) things in this place, for a 'romantic getaway'.

Sorry, thirteen.

...

Fourteen.

She is a bit of a force of nature when given encouragement.

[27_53]

It ends up that with the help of sixteen (yes sixteen) people, they mange to amass quite an impressive spread of Russian delicacies and get them all to the checkout counter.

(There are also a few not-Russian-but-equally-delicious things thrown in for good measure.)

They even get a discount on their purchase, as an 'engagement present' from the manager. Katya pays with a handful of leaves that are suddenly bills when they make contact with the cashier's fingertips. Skellig gathers up the reusable bags into his arms, and looks at her.

"I think," he says. "I would like to stay in the city. Tonight."

There must be a suitable hotel room, right? One with a very large and comfortable real bed, and perhaps a bathtub - while she was able to wash off in the ocean, his cleaning-up has been relegated to water warmed in the giant cookpot and rags.

(And what she's managed to help with, as her strength has returned.)

[katyafeline]

Katya is entirely behind this plan - she was beginning to worry about the flight back. How much crazier could he get with a long train of bags?

"Da!" Her excitement is entirely unfeigned, and entirely misunderstood by the people around her, who promptly flood them with ideas. Before too long their bags are being shipped for them to a nearby hotel that will fit the bill, by the grandson of the owner, who is quite taken with this whole story.

[27_53]

It is quite the story - a delightful young foreign couple, so obviously (obviously) in love, and he proposes to her in the bread aisle - and she says yes! It would be impossible to not be taken with the story, even without the nudges being sent in everyone's direction.

They say their goodbyes and their thanks, and as they exit the market, Skellig stops to kiss her properly in the doorway.

For appearances sake, of course - it wouldn't do to disappoint their new friends.

[katyafeline]

She agrees, and makes it a good show - everyone enjoys a good love story, and she enjoys happy people. So she puts up with the wolf whistles and cheers with good grace, gives their new friends a cheerful wave, and twines her arm around his waist as they stroll off towards their new (temporary) home.