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Okay, Oscar had to admit he’d been pretty rude.

So he brushed off all of the rudeness that was sent back in his direction without much of a care. He just wanted to get this over and done with and be out of this place. It absolutely stank, and he’d much rather be outside in the cold. 

[quote]"... I just don't know where I heard that before, it's like it's on the tip of my tongue."[/quote]

Oscar looked down at the tips cup, and then back up at the woman. Raymond responded first, seeming to play up his accent and continuing along the line of questioning that Oscar had started. Oscar just sighed as he did so and shoved a hand in his pocket, pulling out a crumpled twenty dollar bill and shoving it into the coffee cup. 

[color=Gold]”Now will you tell us where you’ve heard that name?”[/color]


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Thankfully Justin agreed with Tuyen, and after a failed call to Oscar didn’t seem to plan to stick around. Which worked great for her. She was already feeling uncomfortable, both from being around these people and her still damp clothes. Maybe she should ask Justin if he wouldn’t mind using his abstraction so she could dry off from the second hand heat. 

And because of all this she needed a new phone. She couldn’t really afford a new phone. 

[quote=Justin]"We're gonna get a move on... but before we go, Tuyen can we have a word?"[/quote]

[color=MediumOrchid]“Of course,”[/color] Tuyen nodded as she followed him towards and out the door. She continued quietly, even though she was fairly certain they’d gone out of earshot of the Vanburens. She instantly felt more comfortable the more distance they had from them - she had never liked large groups, nevermind ones like this. [color=MediumOrchid]”What is it you want to talk about?”[/color] 

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Trisha rolled her eyes as Georgie went on about her power, and the two “experts” headed out.

[color=MediumSlateBlue]”Since when were you in charge?”[/color] she muttered as Georgie started delegating work as if she was suddenly the head of the family. Fuck, she should just fuck off to her room and be done with this. [color=MediumSlateBlue]”Whatever, I’ll do it.”[/color] 

She completely ignored the others as she headed to the library, finding the section Georgie had suggested. Instead of starting to look through books she pulled out her laptop, and started typing away.

It would be much easier to have her abstraction look for books too, rather than just doing it herself.