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 Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:09 pm
*stink eye at Norman* We are more like acquaintances... at best...
*Looks at Bruce's watch* All that jet setting I think you forget to set your watch back?
But I really should go. Thank you again for the beer.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:10 pm
I'm a bit of a night owl, I suppose. Hope to see you around, Danielle.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:13 pm
I was, of course, being sarcastic. You bore me.
*fixes himself a martini*
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:15 pm
*eyes Norman wearily before returning his attention to the drink in front of him*
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:17 pm
I know what you're thinking, and maybe we can go one night here without destroying Remy's bar.
*wheels over to a table opposite where Norman's standing*
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:18 pm
I was thinking that I owe Kate ten dollars.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:20 pm
*responds to Batman* Yes. I think that has something to do with my powers. I prefer the day, for me the night is draining.
Farewell.
((Tata for now! See you all tomorrow~! ^_^))
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:23 pm
We had a bet about Ms. Baptiste's preference.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:26 pm
Tsk, Bruce, so THAT"s what you talk about during those sparring sessions....
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:28 pm
*Peter walks in and looks around curiously.*
Man . . . classes were rough today.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:30 pm
You say that as if I don't know what you and the birds talk about.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:30 pm
*looks to Parker as he enters, a sinister grin coming across his face*
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