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Watching Jeanne's keys fly to the floor was something that brought a smile even out of Kate. It was funny to watch her go down and get her keys, even though she had literally just met her. Verne's comment had also prompted a stifled snicker from Kate. Kate's own lanyard was simply dangling from her hand, held in place due to her folded arms. Compared to Jeanne's keys, Kate's lanyard had a lot on it for someone who had just moved here. It had her car keys, home keys, keys to her work, a carabiner, and a variety of keychains. If she had dropped it she was pretty sure it was going to make a pretty loud noise.

She was about to go off on her own before Verne mentioned that she was headed downstairs to get breakfast. Breakfast sounded good. Processing the comment about her being a walking billboard - suddenly this outfit wasn't such a good idea anymore. It was too much of one brand in one place. "[color=ed145b]I'll take you up on that offer. I was just headed down there anyway. Great opportunity to advertise.[/color]"