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barty

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[ as a general rule, barty tries to ditch as many galas as possible. he’s not wholly against the notion of rubbing elbows with politicians and millionaires and kissing the asses of donors, but it’s not really how he prefers to spend his evenings. free champagne and a square meal only goes so far to make up for gritting his teeth while some baby-handed investment banker whines and moans about how his yacht’s been in for repairs for months, his life is so hard, bluh bluh.

but still, he’s not stupid; he knows that he has to do a proverbial tap-dance at least sometimes. generally speaking, anything at boston university he attends - it helps that it’s his home, and he’s able to have silent can you believe this shit? conversations with his colleagues and coworkers. and if the offer or invitation is particularly good, how can he say no?

the louvre. paris. hotel included. of course he’d attend that.

and he’s enjoying himself. the parisian night is chilly enough to offset the massive throng of donors, archaeologists, scholars, and trust fund socialites milling through the museum after dark. there’s a few people he knows he’s been able to catch up with: talk about a new pottery exhibit with cal harrington, ask the rivers about the new scholarship they’re starting, lend an ear as abigail chase bitched about unionization efforts.

and then, out of the corner of his eye - a familiar mane of curly hair. a designer dress. even without heels, towering over the man (unsuccessfully) trying to flirt with her. ]

Diana!

[ barty’s never liked percy delacroix; he feels absolutely nothing about interrupting him. ] Sorry, old chap, I’m going to have to cut in - Diana, I’ve been looking everywhere for you - I can’t find that new display you were telling me about, can you show me?