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[likeaweapon]

[And she will go to do just that, because she's a helpful guest. Rebekah makes her way over to Neal and scans her options again.]

I'm in a bluesy mood. What do you all think?

[reducedradius]

A little Fats Domino or Allen Toussaint. Keep things in the Big Easy. Do you get back there often?

( He'll slide both out, one for now and one for later, always interested in Rebekah's life. )

[likeaweapon]

Not as often as I'd like, but my family is still there.

[She misses her brothers fiercely, but she also loves her life in New York.]

Sometimes that's a pro, and sometimes it's a con.

[reducedradius]

But, you have your life here and a life waiting should you and John want a long weekend, or a summer sabbatical.

( John-Henry lowers the lighting in the living room for the ambience, joining Sara in the kitchen.

"I know this was your line, but should you need any more help?" )

[tornadoinheels]

[She nods. "I'm sure we'll see plenty of each other. Henry has a cousin down there after all."]

I've got it handled. I may not be a master chef, but I can put sides into bowls.

[She nods to a couple that are finished.]

If you want to start ferrying over those, though, I can't stop you.

[cowman]

I will ferry, then. Were you able to locate Mr. Rivers?

( Neal nods.

"Maybe before long," he says, as the sounds of a saxophone waft through the apartment. )

[tornadoinheels]

No, he seems to have conveniently not returned to his apartment. But I was talking to Peter this afternoon and given the size of the situation he might be able to run some records.

[They'll find him eventually. Just a matter of time.]

[cowman]

That should prove fruitful. Peter does have a knack.

( He likes Peter, too. He is the old fashioned type. The man not made anymore. Not in Purgatory, anyway.

Neal helps himself to the decanter and grabs four glasses, pouring one for everyone.

"This aroma..." )

[tornadoinheels]

It really does smell so good.

[She brings the final dishes over and goes to pull out her chair.]

And I am starving, so let's eat.

[cowman]

Yes, let's.

( John-Henry takes the head of the table with Rebekah at the other, the couples across from one another but still able to mingle, lean, and cheers. )

To a delightful gathering.

[tornadoinheels]

Cheers to that.

[And with that they will settle in to enjoy the evening until at some point Doc's phone begins to ring, Donna's name flashing across the screen.]

[cowman]

If you will excuse me.

( He gets up from his chair and steps out onto their small veranda. )

Hello, Donna. I am at this present moment entertaining a coworker, her husband, and my wife. Henry is with one of his uncles. I wouldn't presume you and Harvey have plans, but should you be near, you are more than welcome.

[thefaxwhisperer]

Under normal circumstances, we might take you up on that, Doc, but unfortunately this isn't a social call.

[She wishes it were. But there is some relief that little baby Henry is out of the way of whatever danger might be coming for them.]

Someone released a list onto the internet. A list of supernaturals, where they live, what they do, all their personal information. I'm on it, but so are you and Rebekah.

[cowman]

( The air shifts as Doc looks behind him at the life he and his wife have created, and two innocents. Unfortunately, (9) Doc isn't quite familiar with what the consequences of this would be. He does live a solitary, isolated life and had for some time. He only expanded the years prior. )

Rebekah and I are no longer supernatural. What of this list?

[thefaxwhisperer]

It's a hit list. Or ... a dead pool. I'm not sure. Some have prices on their heads, some don't but people working off the list attacked Harvey and I at the office.

[It's because he and Rebekah aren't supernatural anymore that she's so concerned.]

They tried to kill me, Doc. I don't think they'll be busy making the distinction about whether or not she's still immortal when it comes to your wife.

[She's still a Mikaelson. And almost as though on cue, a knock comes on the door.]

[cowman]

( Doc turns away from the balcony. )

There is a knock.

( Hit list gets through. That he understands in lamens terms. He would ask if Harvey is okay, wants to know he is in one piece, but that knock worries him.

He calls out from the balcony. )

Rebekah, are we expecting others?

[likeaweapon]

No, I don't think so.

[She pauses eating, and gets up to make her way to the door. Pushing up on her toes, she leans in to check the peep hole before responding.]

Who is it?

["National Grid, ma'am. We think there might be a gas leak in the building. Could you open the door?"

Donna frowns as she picks up the sound from the other end. "Be careful, Doc."]

[cowman]

( Sorry, Donna, but he's going to have to hang up. )

Rebekah ( he quickly moves in from the outside area, holding the hand still holding the phone up. ) That was a - Donna, our neighbor, saying teenagers were pranking our apartments earlier about gas leaks. ( Doc has never been a good liar (2) ) Going door to door. One of those tok-tik virals. Don't pay them any mind.

( One of his pistols is in the bedroom and the other in the coat closet. They wouldn't dare attack them at their home, would they?

As if on cue, Rebekah's phone comes to life with ELIJAH across the screen. )

[likeaweapon]

[Rebekah picks up on ... some of that (9). Not enough to deal with it, she'd much rather deal with her brother. She waves a hand to Doc to take care of it as she reaches for her phone.]

Elijah. To what do I owe the pleasure?

[Neal and Sara just look confused, probably.]

[cowman]

( Neal's (2) has the glass of wine he and Sara had beforehand help most of it go over his head. Sounds like a colorful building to live in. But, it's never boring in the Henry Holliday-Mikaelson residence.

Doc approaches the door, choosing to lock it.

"Rebekah. It's come to our attention that our names have been released onto a dossier on the internet. The supernatural and formerly supernatural. Including yours and your husband's."

Doc suspects Elijah is calling for a similar reason Doc called. )

Is that about our ne-erdowells at the door, Rebekah?

[likeaweapon]

Oh that makes much more sense.

[She nods to Doc, before taking a step back away from the door, giving Doc space to do what he needs to do. Not that she's thrilled to have hunters at her door but hunters at least she can handle.]

Yes, it is. Please tell them that we're not in the mood for their childish pranks.

[cowman]

( "Are they there? Rebekah, you and John Henry are listed as immortal," he presses, telling her to be careful.

Doc opens the hallway closet, reaching for his beautiful peacoat Sara got him for Christmas, with his pistol inside, hand reaching into the pocket as he unlocks the front door again. Putting on a smile, he cracks the door open enough to show he's standing there, if maybe on his way out to be somewhere.

Just let him step outside and close the door behind him. )

Gentlemen, we're entertaining. A gas leak did you say?

( Inside, Neal waits, pouring Sara more wine. )

[likeaweapon]

Wouldn't be the first time people acted on poor information.

[She sighs.]

And we have guests.

["Yes, sir." One of them looks a little surprised, like oh shit he's actually Doc Holliday, but he says nothing and lets the other guy do the talking. "We just need to check for the source of the leak. Can we come in?"]

[cowman]

( "Rebekah, this is no time for guests," Elijah chides, looking to Bela, not that he can help when guests are present. But, this doesn't sound like an opportune time.

Outside, Doc catches that look. Hopefully, it morphs into intimidation. )

I do apologize, but now is not a good time. If someone complained about the gas smell, I apologize. My chicken is a slow roasting one. I'd invite you in, but I don't know either one of you. If there is a leak, rest assured, it is not here.

[likeaweapon]

They're the ones crashing, not me.

[She's doing so much pouting, just out of view of the door.]

I've been planning this dinner party for weeks.

["Still, sir, we have to check ourselves, just to be safe. If it's as you say, it should only take a few minutes."]