Milton Calls Maeve

[Milton]

His errand downtown complete, Milton dials Maeve from his car as previously promised, to check on her own research and perhaps to meet up to combine their efforts (time permitting).

*Ring Ring*


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[Maeve]

"Hey, Milton." She says when she picks up the phone, having recognized Milton's phone number. "Ready to combine some efforts?"

[Milton]

"Hello Ms. O'Ryan," he says, sounding very focused. "Indeed I am. Where should I meet you?"

[Maeve]

"Um," she takes a moment to think, but recognizes there are few places they can really meet at this time of night anyway, "Just come over to my place. I've got a decently good machine. I'll send you the address. Unless you know some place better that's open this late?" Then again, she's never been all that worried about people knowing where she lives. Why not live a little on the edge?

[Milton]

"Excellent," he says, clearly pleased at the invitation. He'd thought to stop for his own laptop, but she'd obviated that necessity. "I'll be there shortly." With that, he disconnects and begins navigating his way toward Maeve's haven.