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 Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 8:56 pm
"Thank you." He takes it.
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"No, nothing at all."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:12 pm
"You're quite welcome."
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"Are you sure?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:15 pm
He drinks.
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"Well..." He glances towards Richard then points a finger to a table near the piano. A woman sits there, smiling and watching Richard. "Can you keep yourself back?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:23 pm
"So what are you going to do about the Djinn? Will he come back?"
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She follows his gaze and sips, without any significant reaction. "Of course. I'm not an animal."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:29 pm
"I don't know."
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"You caused quite a scene last time."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:37 pm
"Hmm." He sits.
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"That woman from last time got too close."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:38 pm
Sip.
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"Others have gotten that close too, you know."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:46 pm
"I'll guard you."
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"Don't tell me that."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:48 pm
He stares at Nat. "You'll what?"
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"Do you plan to come here often?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:49 pm
"Guard you." Smiley.
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"Whenever he asks."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:04 pm
"What is wrong with that?"
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"Is there something wrong with that?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:07 pm
"How would you guard me?"
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"No. Just don't be bad for business."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:08 pm
"I would keep a look out for djinns."
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"Yes, sir." Sip.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:11 pm
"And if one suddenly appeared next to me and wrapped its fingers around my neck?"
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He continues about his business.
Richard is still happily playing the piano. One woman gets up, smiiiles at him, then slips a piece of paper in the tip jar.
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