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Aya's office door was shut. In hospital terms that meant 'don't disturb'. In the Brea's terms it meant 'time to relax'. It'd been a good week actually. They'd finished early and there was a little bit of time before Aya had to report for her volunteer weekend shifts. "Any plans sister-mine?" Aya asked over her shoulder as she walked over to the discreet stereo on one of her bookshelves.

"For the weekend?" Maya asked, thinking it over "...no. I'm tired of tennis." she admitted. "Maybe some house cleaning? Or, hey, gardening! There's that one vine I'm sure I can get to curl along our railing. It's big enough to start anyway..."

Aya nodded, clicking the volume on the music up until it was just loud enough to be heard. She liked to sway along to soft music, it was relaxing! "And the Irises are ready to be thinned...maybe spread them to two new beds? And sprinkle some wild flowers around them?" she suggested, wiggling out of her coat and hangng it up while dancing.

Maya eyed her sister and then fished a bottle of nail polish out of her purse. They relaxed in different ways! "Irises are all you dear, they don't like me. And that little tree..."

"The Bonsai? What's wrong with it?" Aya blinked, worried for a moment.

"Nothing except the morning glories want to eat it! Move it back here! You need more plants in here!" Maya waved the bottle of polish for emphasis, then nodded to the slim window in the back of office "It'll get enough light now right?"

"Hmmm, I could do that..." Aya admitted, thinking it over. "It's a lot stronger than it was when we got it, so translocation might not bother it."

"Sweetie, I'm pretty sure being dropped three stories won't hurt it at this point. It'sa a tough little thing...except when it comes to my vines."

"Fine, fine..." Aya laughed "I'll bring it in with me tomorrow alright?"

"Good girl." Maya smirked and put her foot up on Aya's desk to do her toes.

Taking that as a signal, Aya turned the music up a bit more.

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"...we don't have anything here..." Aya warned to Maya. They'd gone through everything in their office closet this week. It was Friday!

"But we do have those nice dresses at the cleaners down the road." Maya countered with a grin. "Seven thirty it is."

"Great! It's a date." Dilan says cheerfully, inputting it into Braig's schedule so that the littler man will see it when he checks his phone for messages, "How's your sensitivity today, ladies?"

"Well, we let you in the door, so the sensitivity can't be that bad..." Maya pointed out with a laugh.

Aya rolled her eyes and went over to turn her music on again, the notes barely above audible "What she means is we had two cancellations and no emergency treatments. We're a little tingly but not overwhelmed."

"Okay, good. Do you want me to get a private room anyway?"

Aya pulled one of her files off the desk, swaying gently as she made some final notes to the days cases as Maya went back to her nails. They were thinking the question over; most didn't offer.

"No, I don't think so..." Aya started, with her sister nodding in agreement.

"...but maybe a table on a wall so we're not surrounded?" Maya finished.

"It'll be done. We'll be here a little early so that we can get to the restaurant on time. Thank you both."

Dilan grins at them, "Any questions before I disappear and let you go back to relaxing?"

"How early is early?" Aya asked, pausing to glance at the clock. They'd have to get to the dry cleaners...

"And thank you, Dilan. You still owes me a breakfast though." Maya grinned "This being nice but not really counting!"

"Seven fifteen?" Dilan says, "Maybe seven? And of course, Maya. You just need to let me know when you want to go out for breakfast. I'll make it happen."

Maya licked her finger and dramatically flipped a page in her imaginary calendar. Hmmm, Sunday works, since my boring sister will be sleeping..." she looked up to grin at said sister.

Aya seriously considered sticking her tongue out...but they had company. "Your boring sister supports your high lifestyle." she replied loftily.

"Sunday it is. Aya still has to call Braig, too. He's been looking forwards to it, but no call."

Aya face palmed as she remembered. "Ummm...I think I washed his number?" she offered a little meekly. "I forgot he gave me a card..."

Maya shifted her gaze to her sister a little accusingly..."You're hopeless. When were you going to call him?"

"Monday morning?" Aya offered. "When I got off ER shift? I figure he might be listed online?"

"Hope. Less."

"Uh huh." Dilan says with a laugh, "Here, Maya. Get her to call him, alright?"

Maya leaned across the desk to take Braig's number from Dilan, then very obviously and carefully started taping it down in the middle of Aya's blotter. She'd hit it with highlighters afterward, make sure her sister couldn't forget it! "She'll call." Maya promised.

Aya watched the exchange with a little bemusement, then glared at both of them "I will call, he was nice..."

"Good. Unless, of course, she works out a date with him over supper." Dilan says cheerfully, "And now I'll leave the two of you be until seven thirty."

"She'll try!" Maya laughed, to get a glare and small snarl from her sister. "What? It'll save time!"

Aya glared at her sister a moment longer until she could turn and face Dilan cheerfully "Okay, until then. Thanks!"

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