we are invariably pleased to welcome tourism

[cross_and_bow]

Sherlock is usually very puncutal. He's only one minute late, but that's still not quite as punctual as usual. Bella peers out the window, not yet allowing herself outright concern.

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[eversomuchfun]

He applauds lightly.

[cross_and_bow]

"The soap bubbles thing is convenient," she says. (She's taken to carrying a water bottle to practices and she didn't drink it all tonight; she pours a little on the dissoluble demon to help it along with running down a storm drain.) "These guys sometimes travel in packs but a pack would've joined us by now. Thank you, Mr. Giles's Stalling For Time Homework. Anyway. Onward."

[eversomuchfun]

"Highly educational," he says, taking her hand again.

[cross_and_bow]

"I could've been fighting with that thing for an hour before trying the twisting thing," agrees Bella, interlacing their fingers.

[eversomuchfun]

He laughs and kisses her cheek.

[cross_and_bow]

Heeee kisses.

"Was that thing unusually incompetent or am I just awesome? Trying to determine a timeline for appearing at a demon nest and letting some of them live for worldwide symbolic power. I'd rather emerge from same with all my limbs. In fact, all my digits, too, I'm fond of those. I might want to drive to L.A. first if there's a good place to find demons there, so not everyone who wants to prove themselves by taking on the Slayer descends on my hometown."

[eversomuchfun]

"There are several good places to find demons in L.A., yes."

[cross_and_bow]

"Buy mask with good visibility, drive to L.A., possibly this weekend, slay some, turn others into the demonic equivalent of the panicked media," says Bella, mostly to herself.

[eversomuchfun]

"As awesome as you in fact are, I still feel like I should accompany you in case of mischance," says Sherlock.

[cross_and_bow]

"It's a few hours each way and hotels aren't free; how much would you object to traveling in the back of my pickup under a tarp?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Not at all."

[cross_and_bow]

"Okay then. Fortunately, I have a tarp. Do you happen to know how populated the graveyard is by day?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Strictly going by indirect evidence, of course, my guess is not very."

[cross_and_bow]

"Should be doable to pick you up without having to button-mash anyone's rationalization centers," concludes Juliet.

[eversomuchfun]

He laughs.

[cross_and_bow]

"Do you have a way to get from crypt to road without catching fire or should I carry the tarp over and knock?"

[eversomuchfun]

"I do not," he says, "so that would be best."

[cross_and_bow]

"Okay then. We have a plan. I might even let Mr. Giles in on it tomorrow depending on how he reacts to prior revelations."

[eversomuchfun]

"Won't that be interesting."

[cross_and_bow]

"It very well might. G'night, Sherlock," says Bella, and she lets go of his hand and heads for the door.

"Wait," she calls, when she sees where the door leads. "...Er, I can turn off the porch light, if you want to come?"

[eversomuchfun]

"That would be delightful, yes."

[cross_and_bow]

She's got to stretch, but there's a switch that controls the motion detector, hiding under the windowsill. She flicks it.

"I wonder if you can go through this door when it leads to Milliways," she says, blinking as her eyes adjust.

[eversomuchfun]

"Let's find out," he says brightly, and does.

[cross_and_bow]

"Neat," she says, once they are both in Milliways. "Well. Amariah said I'd automatically get a key to the Belltower if I went up to the counter and asked."

She goes up to the bar. "Uh, hi?"

[eversomuchfun]

Et voila, a key to the Belltower.

"Convenient, isn't it?" says Sherlock.