FTEC, Friday morning

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Alanna opened up the clinic. She may have been yawning more than usual.

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Peter wandered into the clinic during the early afternoon still wearing his 'English Peter' nametag.

"Good afternoon, m'Lady," he said, bowing to the girl behind the desk. "Is Susan about?"

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Alanna glanced at the nametag and stiffled a giggle. She got up and returned Peter's bow with a courtly one of her own. "No, I'm sorry, sir. I don't think Ms. Pevensie ever comes in during my shift. Maybe you could try calling her?"

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Peter's eyes widened a bit at the perfectly composed bow, and he grinned. "Thank you. Do you think the operator could get me her number?" He glanced at her clothing and asked, "You're another who's not from this century? Err, sorry, my name is Peter Pevensie." He pointed to the nametag.

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Alanna grinned at the tag and nodded. "Yeah. I'm from the equivolent of the fourteenth century, only cleaner and with magic. You can probably find her number in that thing they gave us that had everyone's phone numbers."

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"I shall do so. Thank you." Peter grinned at her disclaimer about her reality. "And I may steal your reality disclaimer - or at least modify it if you don't mind"

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Alanna laughed. "Feel free! I haven't gotten it copyrighted or anything yet."

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"Thank you again for your help, and when you do copyright it, I'll pay the royalties." He bowed again and turned to leave.