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[9601]

[ His lighter sparks. No catch. ]

...dammit.

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[greyate]

[ She smiles at that, ]

Nice dodge.

[9601]

[ She gets a sarcastic little salute, while he leans back in his chair. Behind him, the sun spills orange light across his office, throwing shadows in its wake. Autumn is here. ]

What can I do for you, Red?

[greyate]

I have something for you.

[ And she pulls a book out of her bag and hands it to him. An illustrated version of Bram Stoker's Dracula. ]

When I saw it, I knew I had to get it.