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Alrighty. Brief bit of set up. Bobby and Jean-Paul are taking a week's vacation at a ski hill in Quebec. Alone. Together. (Other people were invited but it ended up just the two of them, which is ... causing Jean-Paul some stress.) They're getting along rather well, and when this particular scene begins, they'd just been to a nearby restaurant for dinner, where the proprietor knows Jean-Paul fairly well and had some amusing (I hope -- I haven't written them yet) moments of conversation with Bobby.

I think the formatting might try to do something odd on me, here, since I started writing this in one program at work and finished it in another at home. Let me know if there's a sudden style change; it's early morning, I'm not quite awake right now.

I suppose I should also give you a sentance fragment warning. I seem to be bad for that lately.

( prose ahoy! )