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	Her name was [color=ec008c]Nylah[/color].

	Not a bad name, Liz thought.  Dare she say it was [i]cute[/i]?  Nah, not really.  [color=6ecff6]"Liz."[/color]  She gave a curt reply, paying no attention at all to the mobscene half way down the street.  If she wasn't being stampeded, then surely one of those poor bastards would've had a skateboard whacked against their face, along with that camera shoved up their ass.

	God...she hated Hollywood.  Why did she even think of coming here?  [color=6ecff6]"None of your business."[/color]  Was her response to Nylah's other question, along with fishing out another cigarette to light.  The girl was eager to keep a conversation going, but Liz wasn't really in the mood.  Who would be after eating concrete twice.  However, her eyebrow rose slightly when Nylah mentioned something about her hair....that word....[i]cute.[/i]

	[color=6ecff6]"Cute?"[/color]  She repeated the word with a bit of an inflection on the end, along with an exhale of smoke after taking a drag.  Cute...her...that was something.  And damn!  Could this weirdo smile any more?  [color=6ecff6]"Uh...thanks...I guess."[/color]