[He goes to the bar to order and immediately the ribbing starts. 'Who's the lady, Gadling?' 'Where did you meet her?' 'What's she doing with you.?' Hob just laughs at the jokes and shrugs. He can't really answer any of those, including the last one.
When he returns, he sets the cider down in front of her and reclaims his seat.]
Don't mind any of that jabber. So, how did you come to be stuck here?
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I'll get you one.
[He goes to the bar to order and immediately the ribbing starts. 'Who's the lady, Gadling?' 'Where did you meet her?' 'What's she doing with you.?' Hob just laughs at the jokes and shrugs. He can't really answer any of those, including the last one.
When he returns, he sets the cider down in front of her and reclaims his seat.]
Don't mind any of that jabber. So, how did you come to be stuck here?
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[She is amused by the ribbing he's gotten. She takes a sip of cider before she answers.]
I don't know, I've been working on figuring that bit out. But I'm a junior lecturer, which is why I've moved to London.
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I do spend a lot of time here, but it's not always this rowdy.
[He nods at her explanation. It must be a lot to figure out.]
Do you have any talks scheduled? I'd love to attend one.
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[Which makes her chuckle. And it does feel like exactly the sort of teasing guys do.]
You could sit in on one of my Greek poetry classes. They're my favorite.
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[The teasing is good natured, though. But it's true, this is the kind of spot Hob likes to keep to himself. He wouldn't invite just anyone here.]
I would like that.
[And he's sure he'd learn a thing or two.]
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[And she does feel like this sort of spot is beyond the place he would take a casual date.]
What do you do? Since capitalism consumes us all.
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[Hopefully, she's enjoying herself a bit.]
I teach history now. A bit on the nose, I know, but I enjoy it.
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[She teases. Stella doesn't exactly see the Dream Lord often.]
Do what you know? I'm creative writing and poetry, you're history. And we're the only people who realize just how ironic that actually is.