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She's an idiot.

Sarah's been reiterating this again and again, but nonetheless, she's here. She's here and she's even put on decent clothes for this blind date that a crazy woman set up. Insanity may have been prevalent in the whole process, but she still finds herself curious as to what kind of man she'll be meeting tonight. Her thoughts stray always to Reese and to Charley and how they were both good men trying to fight to make the world better.

The men she's met here seem the same, but she's not exactly a great prize considering everyone else is at least twenty years younger and far more attractive than she can ever muster. She can clean up nicely enough, but pry away the clothes and all there's left is scars and shrapnel and proof of her war.

Still, here she is in a pair of good jeans and a decent top, hands awkwardly shoved in her pockets as she waits for this mysterious man. The added fact that they're at the Winchester doesn't help. This is her workplace. This is where she knows people and they know her.

Like Sarah said: insane.

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Did this count as desperation, or just being a pushover? Keith wasn't sure. He supposed he could have said no to the woman, if you said no to apparently literal Greek goddesses who were bent on setting you up, but as presented, that would have meant standing someone up. He'd have felt bad. So he'd make the most of it, and try not to feel disappointing.

Well, no, he didn't have any personal issues of inadequacy, he was quite happy with who he was, how he looked. But it was an island full of people who looked like movie stars, you couldn't help but be aware. Still. Sense of humour, confidence, they worked wonders.

He tried not to be too obvious about looking about when he walked in. He made a guess, walked over to her. "Stop me if you've heard this one," he said. "A former Greek goddess walks into an office..."