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[@Nallore]"I just told you that it wasn't what you'd think. And the only thing I can give you right now is that picture. Sorry that I don't have more information available. I think she lives in the city, but I can't back that up with proof." Leonard took a look at his phone and grimaced. "I have to go anyways, so I'll shoot you a text with the pic. If you can't find her, that's too bad, but not the end of the world. I'll see you later, man." Anthony's friend stood up from the table and brushed off his clothes before he left the cafe, sparing a wave for Anthony before he left. True to his word, not 5 minutes later, Anthony's phone buzzed with a new multimedia message.

[@Lady Amalthea]"Oh dear, did I miscount? I suppose I'll just put it toward the final payment. It would be a hassle to go all the way back for cash I would have to pay you anyways." And like that, the call abruptly cut off with nary a farewell. Well at least that freed up a bit more time for Sunie to do anything else. Like clean up the shop. Or call Lola to bitch at her until she cleans up her mess.