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[doctormagnus]

She's still not entirely certain how ghoul-hunting in an allegedly haunted Vermont city got them crammed into the back of a cab in New York City with a driver who reeks of marijuana and cheetos and has horrible taste in music, but... here they are.

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[w_zimmerman]

Will's right there with her. He has no clue how they ended up here. Sighing softly, he glances over at Magnus.

"So... dinner?"

[doctormagnus]

"You are just full of good ideas tonight."

She doesn't sound entirely sarcastic. Dinner is actually a good idea, after all.

[w_zimmerman]

He catches the sarcasm and feels the need to justify himself.

"Magnus, it's been so long since I ate that I'm not even sure how we ended up in New York in the first place..."

[doctormagnus]

She gasps as the cab jerks to a stop in a traffic pile up. Bloody hell, this is all they need.

[w_zimmerman]

"So, how do you feel about walking?"

[doctormagnus]

"Anything is better than this mess." She quickly pays the cab driver and pushes Will towards the door. "Let's go."

[w_zimmerman]

Nodding, Will climbs out and weaves his way through the traffic and onto the sidewalk.

"Anything in particular sound good for dinner? Or should we just find a hotel and order pizza when we get there?"

[doctormagnus]

"Anything but pizza?"

[w_zimmerman]

"Chinese?"

[doctormagnus]

"Not spicy enough. Thai, perhaps?"

[w_zimmerman]

"Fine, Thai works," he agrees, even if it is a little too spicy for his taste. "Do you want to find a place, or order it from the hotel?"

He can't help harping on the hotel thing. He's tired and his feet hurt after a day of chasing a ghoul across multiple states. He just wants to sit down and rest...

[doctormagnus]

"Fine." She doesn't mean to sound abrupt, but she's also exhausted and in need of food, a shower, and a nap in exactly that order.

[w_zimmerman]

Will knows exactly how she feels. Pulling out his phone, he searches for the nearest hotel, then rules out the sort that charge by the hour until he finds one that looks decent.

"Two blocks that way..."

[doctormagnus]

"I suppose two blocks is manageable after crossing states."

[w_zimmerman]

"It's going to be a hell of a walk, but at least the weather's not terrible..."

[doctormagnus]

She finally takes a moment to look around as they walk. "I suppose you're right."

[w_zimmerman]

"God, whatever else is true, New York is gorgeous at night. Dangerous, but gorgeous..."

[doctormagnus]

"I don't mind the danger."

[w_zimmerman]

"You wouldn't..."

[doctormagnus]

"And what is that supposed to mean?" she laughs.

[w_zimmerman]

"Can I just claim the Fifth? Or do wanted terrorists like us no longer have that right?"

[doctormagnus]

"You really no longer have that right."

[w_zimmerman]

"Damn. Well, in that case... I'm still not answering."

[doctormagnus]

"Oh, thank god."

She stares up at the hotel in relief.

[w_zimmerman]

Will makes a relieved noise at that, holding the door for her. "No luggage. People are going to look at us funny," he realizes abruptly.