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“It’s your lucky day,” Ford said suddenly to the redhead before him. He’d been tutoring her for about a week or so, though she seemed bright enough on her own without him helping her with her work, so he figured she was just filling time. Which is why Ford didn’t care to miss today’s session in favor of something with more alcohol involved. “Due to yesterday’s unfortunate event, we’re going to the pub.”
"Is that a thing you do here?” She asked, genuinely curious as she fell into step beside Ford. “Drink when there’s an...unfortunate event?” She had expected some differences here at Bernard from what she was used to at the Sorbonne, for cultural reasons if nothing else, but so far everything had been a far, far cry from what she was used to. But then the drinking cultures between the two countries were very different, so perhaps that had something to do with it. “Did you know him well? The victim I mean.”
