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	Karen was taken slightly aback at the abrupt end of their conversation. She had rather liked it, and was anticipating a long intelligent discussion. That Bishop had ended it so quickly was disappointing, but perhaps he was not as keen to the idea as she was. Another thing she would need to learn, then, was what he did like to talk about. Karen decided that from this moment on, Bishop would be her peg for what 'normal kids' were like.

	Karen tilted her head curious as to why he had brought up his birthday. Perhaps he was celebrating it? Karen noted he seemed happy for it, at least going by the smile had on his face. Then she raised a brow as he invited her to attend it.

	Having never attended other kids birthdays asides her own, she considered it in silence for a minute. What was she supposed to do? What was appropriate to wear, and what was she to expect. She knew nothing that could prepare her, and suppose she made a mistake? So many unknowns and . . .

	[color=92278f]"Wait."[/color] Karen halted suddenly and stared at Bishop, an unidentifiable, yet unmistakably intense light shone in her eyes. [color=92278f]"Did you perhaps . . . ask to be my friend?"[/color] Karen leaned forward, her attention wholly given to him.