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"Such harsh words Serbia, and you know as well as I do that unless my father gives the go-ahead, I won't be lending you my manpower any time soon. Besides, heads and boxes? I'm sure there's a more reasonable way for all of this to go about." Anne sat neatly, her red coat folded over her lap, and her father's coat over that one as well. A small pin with a maple leaf could clearly benseen on the lapel of her dress as she shifted uncomfortably, waiting to see what her father would do.