(video) un: laurel

[lightinside]

[ The feed clicks on to reveal a blonde woman with green eyes staring into the camera. It takes a few moments before she adjusts the angle to give a better view of her face, one that it isn't so close up. She gives a warm smile. ]

Sorry about that! Still, getting used to this, uh, device.

[ Her accent is unmistakenly American. ]

Anyway. I'm Laurel Lance and I've been here for a little over a week now. Not going to lie, it's been a lot to take in, but I think I'm getting there. I just have a couple of questions for people.

Firstly, where has the best coffee?

Secondly, is there a gym or something like it around?

Last but not least, I'm wondering if there's a need for legal advice in this place. I'm a lawyer back home.

Thank you for taking the time to listen.

[ With that, Laurel ends the feed. ]

Comments

[lightinside]

Chinwag is your way of saying conversation, right? Just so I have the correct lingo.

[ She hasn't spent a lot of time around people who came from where John is from so it's Laurel's best guess for the time being. ]

Guess it is a little hard to believe, but then again, I don't know you that well so I can't say for sure what your training regimen would be.

[ There's a slightly sheepish look. ]

I never found the time for yoga. Between training with Nyssa, boxing with Ted and my day job, I was pretty tied up.

Now I'm realising that you probably don't know who either of those people are.

[oldhound]

On the nose, sweetheart.

[ It's not a bad guess. ]

Up until a few months ago, my training regimen was restricted to yoga in the mornings and a half pack of ciggies. While possibly hungover or still drunk.

[ What? Just being honest. His cheeks puff out as he blows out a breath and shrugs helplessly. ]

Ah, no not really. Sound like good people especially if they helped keep you on your toes.