"Ah, that old institution." Davin turns towards the girl, who he doesn't recognize, and waits for her to finish yawning before he continues. "We've got the Daily Siren. There's usually one around here - ah."
He snatches an abandoned, folded paper from a nearby table and hands it over. "You might be able to find something in there, but I'd try craigslist."
The girl looks a little rumpled, maybe a little exhausted, and Davin cocks his head, continuing in his soft Irish accent. "New in town?"
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Date: 2014-10-06 01:34 am (UTC)He snatches an abandoned, folded paper from a nearby table and hands it over. "You might be able to find something in there, but I'd try craigslist."
The girl looks a little rumpled, maybe a little exhausted, and Davin cocks his head, continuing in his soft Irish accent. "New in town?"