[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i]  Bus Depot -- New York City, New York[/center]
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	Ezekiel flipped one of the drachmas Kristen had given him to Argus. [color=#EEE8AA]”Your titillating conversation is always a pleasure Argus. Maybe on the next go round you can run a magical cleaning through the van, ya?”[/color] Ezekiel said before he climbed out. He stood with the girls on the sidewalk to the bus depot. He looked up and down the walkway, trying to spot a vending machine. He knew there had to be one somewhere, there always was. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”Ya, sticking together usually is best. I was informed once that splitting up the group is a bad idea. Although far less exciting in my opinion,”[/color] Ezekiel teased. He glanced over at Janelle, hoping she would get his humor before looking at Kristen. [color=#EEE8AA]”We need road snacks. I’ll take requests as long as you get me my ticket,”[/color] he told Kristen. [color=#EEE8AA]”Janelle, chips, candy, something to drink perhaps?”[/color] He started backing away from the two of them slowly, waiting for their requests while also covering ground at the same time.