#bitehvhand

"Knock, knock, doc," Xander called out as he walked into Eleanor's office, a take out bag from Emerald Dragon in one of his hands. He had wanted to check in on a patient he had brought in the other day for Brook and he figured if he was going to be around anyway, he might as well bring Nell some lunch. It was different to work in a small town as opposed to how things had been in Chicago, it meant he saw more of the same people and as a result he had actually formed some solid friendships from there. Eleanor was one of those people and in the spirit of nurturing his friendships as he promised his sister her would, bringing a friend lunch seemed like a good thing to do.

"I'm here to make sure you don't miss lunch," he told her with a smile once she was in view and held up the bag. "I got extra dumplings. I was feeling a little crazy," he joked. "Busy day?"

"Okay honestly they really did me dirty last time. It's not my fault these judges don't know how to recognize and artist at work." Granted Lupe's attempt at carving Elvira into her pumpkin hadn't exactly been successful but she figured she at least deserved 3rd place. This time though, she was taking another approach. How hard could carving a dancing skeleton be? Her hands were full of pumpkin after popping off the top and glanced at Orla. "Well don't just look at me, you gotta help me win. If I do I'll get you whatever you want from one of the food stalls." She got rid of the garbage and wiped her hands, "Plus I need someone to make sure I'm not fucking this up."

"I'm just saying, in another life I do think I could have been a prized fighter," Athena joked as she unwrapped her hands and started to pack her gloves up. She hadn't always been the most athletic person but she had found a lot of solace in fitness activities. When she had found the boxing gym after the move, it felt aligned with how she was feeling. She liked the idea of being able to protect herself beyond just magic and Matilda had been a great teacher. "Especially if that Sharon over there is on the other end," she said in a lower voice as the annoying woman in question passed by. "Sorry, I know I shouldn't talk crap about your other students," she teased, nudging her friend before zipping up her bag. "Okay, please tell me you're ready for lunch. I am starving and I am ready to go back to putting my friend hat on," she added and slung her bag over her shoulder. "My treat."