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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 30, 2011 22:15:52 GMT -8
"It could indeed. This is extremely useful information. The trick now is going to be figuring out how to use it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 30, 2011 23:57:55 GMT -8
"I figure it will come," she said with a small shrug. "There's a lot of hints about his character. I suppose we'll get more definitive knowledge at the gala."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 1, 2011 8:31:10 GMT -8
"Granted. So, no luck finding a dress thus far then?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 1, 2011 9:31:59 GMT -8
She pouted for a moment before shaking her head. "No, no luck."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 1, 2011 12:01:26 GMT -8
"There's a new dress shop on Main Street unless I'm mistaken? They may have something that would flatter your coloring." He smiled faintly, "It is a lovely fur pattern after all."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 1, 2011 13:08:15 GMT -8
She blinked in some surprise at that, rolling her shoulders. "I suppose I might as well look there as well," she agreed, brushing the hair back from her eyes.
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 1, 2011 13:13:03 GMT -8
"Well, if you need anything, Clara, do let me know." He glanced at the papers spread out over the desk, but returned his gaze to her quickly enough.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 1, 2011 15:33:41 GMT -8
She paused for a long moment and then nodded. "Of course. I'll go see about that new shop then. I just thought you might find the information interesting. If there's nothing else...?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 1, 2011 21:58:09 GMT -8
"Nothing I can think of. If you hear anything more about Quaxo, do let me know. And see that I get the receipt for that dress so I can reimburse you soon."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 1, 2011 22:27:11 GMT -8
"As soon as I find one, I will get that receipt to you," she replied lightly, going for the door. "No other pending business then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 1, 2011 22:31:37 GMT -8
"Not that I can think of. Go enjoy your afternoon, Clara," Genghis directed gently, turning his attention back to the paperwork he was going over.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 1, 2011 22:54:58 GMT -8
Nodding, Clara paused by the door, glancing back at him. "See about enjoying the afternoon yourself," she said, before closing the door and heading back out toward Main Street.
[THREAD END]
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