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Post by Specialist290 on Mar 26, 2007 23:13:01 GMT -5
Huey watches the drama unfold between Dr. Droughns and the strange individual impassively but not uninterestedly. He backs up to lean against the wall next to the crate of kiwis, again picking one up and examining it.
Instead of tossing it up and down like the one he had just given the Russian, however, he sticks it in his coat pocket slowly, from which he pulls out his mobile phone at the same time.
After firing off a quick message, he sticks the phone back in his pocket and takes the kiwi out. He eyes it one more time, grinning as he does so.
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