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Sabin poured the juice in the glass before putting it back in the fridge, then slid her the glass.

"So don't tell me you don't eat fruit either. Just vegetables?" Sabin's distaste was obvious. He sat back in the chair and laced his fingers together. "Any questions for me yet?"

"Well... it's hard to say,really. It's not my decision, but I think they're banking to get four to six months of footage... Then the editors will take care of the rest. But it all depends on how long we can keep footing the actors' wages!" He laughed.

As he talked, and as she read, Joliette begins to feel... warm.... It was already warm on the island. THe offices had been a welcome change, but now the tropical heat seemed to be permeating the room again."

Sabin nodded. "Very true. I just hope the editors can do the movie justice. As, well, we don't even really have a director - it's all very experimental." He smiled. "But we're all really excited about it. THe producers are really goign out on a limb here taking a risk. Big actors and lots of money, but the editing can make or break the film."

Unfortunately, while the coolness of the drink was nice, the heat didn't seem to be dissapating. Insted, it took a different, feverish turn. Sabin, on the other hand, dind't seem bothered in the least.

Sabin looked up slowly, concern in his eye. "You... aren't feeling well...?" Sabin sounded a bit anxious. "How long had you been at sea. THere is a particularly bad strain of Dengue going around.... if you don't take immunizations...." He trailed off, standing.

Joliette, meanwhile, started feeling woozy.

"a couple of weeks...?" Sabin winced. "That can be a good amount of time... and on that little boat I'm sure you must have several stops by other islands in the Caribbean..." Sabin shook his head, worried.

It certainly wasn't getting better.

Sabin stood, concerned. "Miss Rigiel... can I get you to the medical room..? You... you're really not looking so good." Sabin walked behind her, resting a heavy hand on her shoulder.

Sabin swallowed, now mostly supporting her as he led her out of the room. They were walking down the hall again, but this time the maze-like hallway seeming less defined... more disorienting than the first time they passed.

"Miss Rigiel... without injections how can you expect us to help you?? " Sabin sounded earnest. "We can't risk letting an outbreak occur here... wiht the actors here, lawsuits.." He trailed off, mostly leading her. The elevator dinged open moments after they stoopped at that place in the hallway.