[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
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	Tim was about to answer Jacob when Riley came back and at least partly answered it for him. "Atlas, he was the third," Tim added as he stood there and eyed Jacob. "Well that is good, that you weren't here. Just will need some proof is all. You know, ticket stubs or something that show when you came into town and such. That way I can scratch you off of the suspect list," he said, not really sure if he should buy it that Jacob wasn't in town until not. 

	Cynthia said there and grinned as she leaned forward. [color=f26522]"Atlas? Yeah Atlas. Wow. I know! I wonder if my pretty picture survived. I dunno maybe they made a new picture. They who? You know who. I do. Yes you do. Are you sure? Yes I am sure. Then why am I not sure? Beats me. If I beat you then I beat me. I guess that's right. I know that's right. That would look odd. I dunno, they pulled it off well in Fight Club. Hey, rule one! Rule one? You know.... Rule one! Oh right, first rule of fight club is we don't talk about fight club! You just broke rule one and rule two. What was rule two? Same as rule one. Then why do they have it down twice? Because, ti say it twice! But if we aren't supposed to talk about it, why have a rule about it? So you don't talk about it. That makes no sense. What do you mean? Well if I have to say the rule then I am talking about it aren't I? Um... See... Well fuck me. No thank you. Bitch."[/color]

	Another rant from Cynthia that made Tim's head spin and he said a little prayer to himself that either Riley would take the woman out of there for the night quickly or that Marc would get back over to them so he could run. He was starting to get a headache. 

[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=82ca9d]Marc Tender[/color][/b][/h1]
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	Marc looked at her oddly as she pulled away from him, she had never pulled away from him before. At least not like that. It hurt that she would jump like that from him. He had never done anything in his life to make a person want to jump like that, especially not her. Tilting his head to the side at her whispered question he shook his head a bit and stepped away from her. Wandering over to the couch and sitting down as she turned her phone over, not answering the call. 

	[color=82ca9d]"I wasn't expecting you to say anything about it Ashley,"[/color] he said as he rubbed his hands together and looked down at the ground. [color=82ca9d]"I don't get it Ashley, for years you begged me to open up. You asked these questions. I answered them, truthfully, honestly, and let you know all what was going on. Like you always wanted. Now you are acting as if I just told you I killed someone,"[/color] he said shaking his head a bit before standing up and smoothing out his vest. Turning he stepped towards the door and rested his hand on the knob before looking back over his shoulder towards her. 

	[color=82ca9d]"I'll be just outside, going to see what is going on out there. You are safe in here, if you need anything I will be within ear shot,"[/color] he said before opening the door and stepping out. It was clear he was a bit confused and a little hurt. All those times she got onto him about not saying things, now that he had he felt like he was being punished for it.