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Post by Lachryma on Apr 7, 2007 0:12:05 GMT -5
Lachryma calmly ignores Spec's smirk, for at least someone else complimented her.
"Well, philosopher man, I find new outfit in hospital, next to burn unit. Is strange."
She walks over to the DJ's loot.
"Ooo, ice. Now to make fruity drinks...."
She looks behind the bar for some sort of cocktail manual.
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