March 28 - Happy Birthday

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She didn't know when his birthday was. He'd never told her, so when she got the email, it just sort of exploded into a flurry of needing to do things. Of needing to put something together, and that's why she did. That's why she messaged him, why she'd booked the holodeck, and why she'd done this. She was outside, waiting.

And, yeah, she was wringing her hands, until she heard him coming closer. Because she was nervous. Because, as he'd told her once, what seemed a lifetime ago, he loved birthdays.

And she, Caroline Forbes, was pretty much the world's biggest stickler for throwing good parties.

"Hey," she said, exhaling in sort of a rush, smiling brightly because she was glad to see him, but that also sort of meant she could stop working on it, she could just hope it all went off well.

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"I don't think so, no," Klaus answers after a few seconds' thoughts. Exact years tend to become increasingly difficult to remember, as time goes by. "Let me take you to dinner," he offers, "some place where there is dancing."

If this is an exact replica of Paris at the time, he knows a place or ten. "What do you say?" he asks, hands easily settled on her waist, smile easily settled on his lips.