[color=6ecff6]"Tomb indeed, Ms. Ipswich."[/color] Lucy replied, serious facade lasting but one more second before she broke into a wide, grinning smile.

[color=6ecff6]"Ugh, I can never keep that up too long. But can ya blame me? This could be big, Winnie, like real big. 'Course I can't know for sure, but somethin's tellin' me that this is the big one. The one to blow it all open. [i]And we get to be right in the middle of it.[/i]"[/color] Lucy intones as she practically squirms with excitement, before calming herself again.

[color=6ecff6]"Ah-hem. But I am glad ta hear that you're in for it. This'll be the best decision you've made in a long time, trust me on that. Hope you ain't busy this evenin' by the way, 'cause you got an appointment at 8 tonight at the Grapevine. You know the drill, just gotta make sure everyone's on the same page and whatnot."[/color]

Lucy leans forward, resting her chin on her hands, elbows up on the table, and looks pointedly at the school teacer sitting across from her. [color=6ecff6]"I trust you'll be there?"[/color]