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| Actually, I was sitting across the street minding my own damn business and you just waltzed on over. London shook her hair out of her face and smirked. And, hellfire it's only a coat. And, pfft, they're totally not plaid. They're damask. And this is a rolex. Custom job. And these are pearls. There's a helluva lot to mug off of me, sister, and I usually look like a pretty easy target. I think someone needs to mug you, pretty girl. A little bit of paranoia never hurt anyone, especially in this town. And, yes, fourthly's a word. But quaternary would sound better- not as accurate linguistically, but a helluva lot more impressive to the intelligent folks around here. That scent in the air, whatever it was, made her skin tingle. What was it? For the love of Zeus, it was going to driver her to distraction. It was certainly making her peckish. Hmm... was it a perfume? A flower? A recipe? A certain type of bread? Whatever it was, she liked it. |