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[color=00a651][i]”Anna’s so freaking weird. Is she from Vacuo?”[/i][/color]

Gren wasn't sure what to make of Anna. She was matching him blow-for-blow with innuendo to obvious Gren may as well just take off his clothes and ask for it. There was no way she could be as innocent and naive as Emerald too, not with some of Anna’s responds. So what was her end game? Was she really into Gren or wasshe just trying to fuck with him? He remained stoic nonetheless and needed a quick cover story for Anna’s rebuttals.

The fact Anna thought Gren had a girlfriend definitely proved to him that Anna’s mind was seductive in intent. He needed to make up a good lie for her and Emerald though, and Gren had just the one. He leaned forward and looked wistfully past  Anna, as if he was reminiscing. [color=00a651]”You're right about that Anna. I knew how to press all the right buttons, and even if she had a bite to her, what we had together was… Intense.”[/color] Gren sighed and glanced at Anna. If she could read emotions at all she'd be able to tell that Gren was talking about someone.

As for Emerald’s inquiry about Gren’s girlfriend, he looked down as if sadden. [color=00a651]”We don't see each other anymore. Things got complicated. Sometimes… Sometimes things got a bit too serious.”[/color] Gren seemed regretful, yet he truly did have complex feelings about it. Clapping his hands together, which started Scoot, Gren moved the subject along. [color=00a651]”Anyways! Emerald why don't you go on ahead and visit Oswald, see if he wants a little extra company? My food isn't here yet and I want to bring him something to show my feelings for him.”[/color] Gren looked over to Anna to see what her reaction was before he followed up with his own loaded question. [color=00a651]”Say Anna, you excited to meet your team?”[/color]

All the while Scoot ate the scraps, even licking up the plates. The entire time Scoot heard the internal monologues of everyone, both Gren and Anna, though he didn't think much of it. But among the few tricks Gren had taught the little bugger, there was one trick that Gren had taken the most time to teach him: To remember what he's heard. [b][i]”Scoot Scoot! New friend? Fun!”[/i][/b] Scoot looked rapidly between Emerald and Gren, as if asking permission to come along.

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