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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:53 pm
..::Shakes her head:: You know what. You want to stay. Go ahead.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:54 pm
*sighs and grabs Caitlin's hand*
I'll go if you think it's best.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:55 pm
It's not what I think Chris. You have to make your own decisions without anyone bossing you around. Now. If you want to stay. Stay. If you want to go. Fine, Let's go.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:00 pm
I dunno what I think....my head is spinning...
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:05 pm
Take a seat. Maybe we won't have to go.. ::Thinks for a moment::
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:05 pm
*slides off the bar and collapses into a booth*
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:07 pm
Hmm. Okay.
::Calls someone on the phone:: Give me a minute and someone will be around.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:14 pm
I'm asking John to come around so He can fix your arm without needing to go to the hospital.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:27 pm
John Lynch. He's my dad's old friend.
::An Older Gentleman comes in with a few supplies to fix Chris's arm::
Thanks So much for coming John.
::Gives him a hug and then John goes to work on Chris's arm Setting it then Putting it in a cast::
Again Thanks so much John.
Anytime, Cat.
::Smiles as she waves him off::
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 7:18 pm
*Slips into the Bistro. Glances at the apparently damaged Powell.* We-hell! Looks like someone got something he deserved mrgreen
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 7:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 7:21 pm
It's ok, Caitlin....ignore him.
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