[For a moment her cheeks start to puff out, even as she smiles, like she can't believe he just said that... to think he'd even try such a thing! She's worn out though, and eventually deflates, giving in to a another tired smile. Another, even weaker elbow nudge than before -- lingering effect of the candy corn, perhaps--and she agrees.]
Yeah. [As much as she hates to admit it, he's probably right about the others. There's nothing she can do about it for now, so... idly, she reaches into her pocket, pulling out a single card.
It's the one she was given, before she stumbled into that mess at the club... and upon closer inspection, there are numbers, like an address.]
This is supposed to double as our key and our wallet. Time to find out how well it works.
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Yeah. [As much as she hates to admit it, he's probably right about the others. There's nothing she can do about it for now, so... idly, she reaches into her pocket, pulling out a single card.
It's the one she was given, before she stumbled into that mess at the club... and upon closer inspection, there are numbers, like an address.]
This is supposed to double as our key and our wallet. Time to find out how well it works.