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[Flora's running down the street, in hot pursuit of a frightened looking cat, somethings off about the normally cheerful girl, though. For one, she's holding herself in a much more refined manner, The other thing, is when she calls to the cat, her words are harsh, cold.

She's acting like a stuck up brat!]

Get over here you trrrraitorous feline! You

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[numanstan]

[So Vince is just walking down the street, bemoaning his existence, when he hears what sounds like Flora underneath a car... But, Flora is over there, by the mailbox, isn't she? So, he kneels down and looks under the car.] That you, Flora?

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[numanstan]

... Don't panic, but y'seem to be a cat. [He gestures over to the mailbox.] Who's that, then?

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[numanstan]

Somethin's goin' on with the town again-- I'm actually sorta glad you're a cat. 'least I can talk to you! [He looks over at "Flora."] She looks angry. It's well odd, seein' y'angry.

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[numanstan]

Nope-- 'least, no humans. Think I got my gift back... but, it ain't workin' right at all. [He shakes his head.] I don't think that's you, though. 'Cause how could y'be here, and also be there? Must be an impostor or somethin'!

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[numanstan]

Hope it's just temporary-- like everythin' else's been. 'Sides, anybody who's known y'for more than a minute'll be able to tell that ain't you.

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[numanstan]

Well, I'd tell 'em, but... we're sorta in the same boat here, yeah?

'Cept I've got hands.

And you're well small.

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[numanstan]

Yeah, you're right!

[He happens to have a newspaper and a pencil with him for such occasions, so he tears off a piece of it, writes "this is the real flora" in his best handwriting, and tucks it into her collar.] That should do it!

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[numanstan]

[s-so cute] Y'welcome, Flora! [He glances up at not!Flora.] Y'need any help with... her?

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