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 Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:49 pm
How very intriguing. Can I quote you in my story?
::Lois slips the camera strap around her wrist and pulls out her notebook::
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:50 pm
How can you quote someone who doesn't have a name?
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:55 pm
Yes, that is an issue. We could always list you as "anonymous bystander", but I'm sure you have SOME sort of name.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:58 pm
I'm "The Woman who knows who she is, which is the woman who doesn't know who she is."
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:03 pm
question
Alright.. "unnamed source, it is. Ha, Clark's going to hate that I scooped him on this. However, how are we sure this wasn't just another bar fight?
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:05 pm
Because that's Snow White's purse.
::points under the nearest booth::
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:08 pm
Oh, that's a bad sign. A woman doesn't just up and leave her purse
::Snaps a picture of the purse's location::
If it wasn't apparently evidence, I'd drop it off at the Center or the Sheriff's Office for her.
::Lois pauses writing::
So, we've moved on from threats, it appears. Whomever this is seems quite serious about disbanding these teams.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:12 pm
It seems so.
If you'll excuse me, I have some questions I need to go answer.
::heads out the front door::
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:19 pm
::Lois thinks for a moment before grabbing the purse and putting it inside a protective bag::
::heads out::
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 3:37 pm
*walks in, scanning the room with intrigue as he smokes his cigar. Takes a seat at the bar after he finishes.*
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 4:21 pm
*Walks in and pulls out her smokes.*
*Glances over to the blood splatter and pulls out a cig. Lights it and takes a long drag. Look over to Nick.* Anyone die?
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 4:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 4:39 pm
*Looks at the Whiskey stain curiously. Heads to the bar and arches a brow at Nick.* That sounds promising. Maybe this year we'll get lucky.
*Looks behind the bar. Pulls out a bottle of scotch and looks up at Nick.* I want to ask you some questions. *Pulls out two glasses.*
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 4:41 pm
Funny. I got some questions too.
*puts out his cigar and leans back on his stool, against the bar.*
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 4:44 pm
Fancy that. *Moves the second scotch across the bar to Nick.* How about we exchange questions.
I'll be nice. *Grins at him.* You start.
*Takes a drag from her cig and slowly exhales.*
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