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They traded PostFast contacts, made their goodbyes, and Kira was out in the night once more, watching that beater pull smoothly away from the curb, engine sounding twice as menacing from the outside.
Kira watched until the car turned turned back out onto Seventeenth, turned, and walked inside. They still couldn't put their finger on their mood, but if nothing else, it felt more positive than before.
Kira watched until the car turned turned back out onto Seventeenth, turned, and walked inside. They still couldn't put their finger --- pinky or otherwise --- on their mood, but if nothing else, it felt more positive than before.
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"So, I've never done this before." Riley laughed. "But I hope this isn't too out their or weird or anything."
"So, I've never done this before." Riley laughed. "But I hope this isn't too out there or weird or anything."
Kira clomped alongside the dog, surveying the storefronts and restaurants along the plaza. They frowned and shrugged. "Well, neither have I, but hey, it's alright."
"
They walked in silence for a bit, stopping to watch a juggler. The weasel had his patter down to an art, telling sardonic jokes that sat just shy of mean and calling out to passers by, all while juggling in fluid, looping movements, his body echoing them, dancelike.
"Dog! Hey dog! That your girlfriend?" he called.
Riley perked up and tilted his head. "Me?"
"Yeah, you. Floppy ears, boxy snout, y'know, waggy type. You're a dog, right?"
Riley barked a laugh. "Yeah, I am."
"So, that your girlfriend?" the weasel sneered.
Kira hunched their shoulders and growled. "Not a girl," Kira said, teeth bared. "And what's it to you if we're on a date?
The weasel faltered in the rhythm of his act, a ball falling to the ground. He recovered smoothly, switching the juggling from an aerial presentation to one with the balls bouncing against the ground. "Whoa, hey, chill, don't mean nothin' by it. Was gonna call y'all a cute couple. Good way to get dogs flustered, right? Call 'em cute."
Riley set his hand on Kira's arm, soothing the skunk. He smiled disarmingly at the weasel and said, "I mean, that'll get anyone all flustered, wouldn't it?"
"Only if it's true!" The weasel cackled bounding back a few paces, the ever moving balls seeming to follow him magnetically. "Or patently false. You in the suit, you cutie-pie, you."
A fox in a well-tailored suit, already looking harried, studiously ignored the juggler and kept quick-walking down the plaza.
The weasel laughed again, bounding effortlessly up onto a short stool, tugging the neck of his t-shirt open to let the juggling balls plunk down into it, one after the other. There was a smattering of applause, including from Riley, who turned to Kira and shrugged.
"Jokes aside, he's pretty good."
The weasel gave an exaggerated curtsy.
Kira forced a smile and jerked their muzzle to the side, "C'mon, lets get out of here, find a place to eat."