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[@Nallore] Leonard nearly jumped out of his chair when Anthony spoke up. He blinked a couple of times as if remembering where he was in the first place.

"Oh, um. Nothing," he answered sheepishly, as his face color ratcheted a few notches toward the warm section of the color wheel. He looked back at his phone and just swiped a few more times before he set the phone on the table to reveal a picture of him drinking with a woman at what appeared to be an office Christmas party, based on the hats they were wearing and the decorations in the background. The woman had short brown hair, cloudy blue eyes and a distinct scar that split her lower lip.

"It's not what you think." Leonard said immediately after he presented the picture to Anthony. His face was still a bit red, but that seemed to be that his body had yet to catch up with his current emotional state. "This is actually important. I don't know her name, but I need you to find her and try to dig up as much on her as you can. If you need me to, I can shoot you the picture as well as anything else I know that might help."

[@Lady Amalthea]It took about half a minute of waiting through phone rings for Florina to pick up the phone. Based on the ambient sounds Sunie could pick up on her end, it seemed as though Flo was around some heavy-duty machinery at the moment, or perhaps just by an obnoxiously loud truck/hoverbike/sportscar. Flo's voice cut through the noise of the machinery about as well as a piece of dental floss cut through a wheel of cheese.

"Hello, dear. You haven't called to tell me that you're having second thoughts about my special job, have you Ms. Marks?"