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"Ain't no therapy session we're going to get the hell outta here and things got be discussed for that to happen. Unfortunately our time table has now gone up which means more shit has to get done in a less amount of time so plans gotta be changed.." Moses shot at Kyre. He removed  his lighter out of his jacket pocket and instinctively reached for a pack of cigarettes that wasn't there, instead touching his crumpled up pack of gum. Frowning, he put the lighter back and replaced it with a piece of gum. "But you have point. We need this bus done ASAP. How long till you have it done?"