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[color=a52a2a]Kali Nordstrom[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Twin Seasons
Skills: N/A[/i][/center]
[hr][hr][color=a52a2a]"Isn't ball game food expensive, though?"[/color] Kali asked. She had always heard of people paying outrageous amounts for a simple hotdog or beer. It had become enough of an issue that stadiums had patented "all-you-can-eat seats" to draw more people in, and unfortunately, to Kali's dismay, it was working. Stupid people were always willing to pay stupid prices for stupid things, it seemed. Not Kali, however. She wasn't about to pay six or seven bucks a hotdog any time soon, not even if her life depended on it. She was [i]too broke[/i] to do so, so death it would be.

As she finished the last of her dining room checklist, Kali then turned towards the kitchen where Jeff had been fiddling with the fryers. [color=a52a2a]"Anyhow, everything is ready to go out here."[/color] She announced. [color=a52a2a]"You think it'll be a busy day? Everyone seemed to be in a rush on the way here. Maybe it has something to do with that new [i]illness[/i] they're talking about—or not, I don't know. I'm not a conspiracy theorist."[/color]