hitting on all six

"Well, don't worry 'bout it." Agatha said. "Much as Hester and Anadil like to posture, you're far more consistent. You're hittin' on all six."
Dot brightened.
"You think?"
"Sure. Come to expect it, to be honest. You've been here longest. Reliable."
She leaned over and squeezed Dot's arm.
"Whatever shit happens, I know I can rely on you, at least."
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1920s au oneshot. mostly set after the events of gmtg. written for the 1 year anniversary of me finishing the original fic!