[center][h1][Color=DF0101]Haakon J. Elvsgaard[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=DF0101]Location:[/color]Grand Continetal Hotel [/center][hr]

[Color=DF0101]"That's a relief, just a bit stinging is bearable it would seem. I hope so too, these last hours have truly been unnerving to say the least, but it'll all make for a better article and movie later on!"[/color] Haakon's positive tone was a breath of fresh air to himself, who hadn't realized his muted excitement. Yes it was mind-bogglingly unexplainable what had happened tonight, but underneath the layer of seriousness (and pain) that had marked this evening, Haakon's journalistic instincts once again called out one of his dearest desires.

A scoop!

Josephine's question pulled his feet back onto the ground again, however, as he found himself standing beside her outside the Grand Continental Hotel. He looked at his American friend, a friendly smile forming on his lips as he felt glad that she hadn't gone home. [Color=DF0101]"Oh...of course, Jo, anything else would be rude wouldn't it? I was just surprised that we got here so quickly. After you?"[/color] Haakon held out his arm, gesturing Josephine to enter the hotel's grand entrance before following her inside. [Color=DF0101]"As much as I'd like to dwell deeper into this mystery, perhaps it would be better to have something else to think about. At least until tomorrow, it has been an awfully long day after all, don't you think? Can you handle another drink, I surely could need another one."[/color]