[color=8882be]Force of habit i suppose,[/color] she said, playing with one of her hair drills. She just can't help herself sometimes. [color=8882be]Then it is settled, I will see you there, my dear.[/color]

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Wingate made her way to the Grapevine, a dufflebag full of various tools useful for this kind of thing; brushes, chisels, and even a crowbar. She felt a bit cautious about going to these kinds of places, she couldn't let her students know she frequently hung out with the White Teeth, but at the same time, she couldn't resist a dig like this.