Maka pounds up the stairs of the Gauche to the roof and slams the door open, sending pigeons chirruping and cooing in spirals up to the sky. She races through the cloud of dislodged feathers and slapping wings to leap onto the roof's ledge. For a moment she totters, then steadies, takes a deep breath and screams at the top of her lungs.
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He makes a noise that sounds like a greeting filtered through a mouthful of pastrami on rye and then swallows and repeats said greeting, "Hey, Abby, how's it goin... And, uh... What's that you got there?"
Marshall is attracted to shiny things. It's a gift.
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She holds it up, watching the colors shift, and feels the pull to put it on again. "Grant Park," she says. It sounds a little vague. Abby shakes her head and drops the hand holding the necklace to her side.
"Coffee shop's back, by the way." Yes, she has a job again. No simple explosion will keep Abby Maitland from feeling completely useless.
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He stares at the necklace, scratching his chin. "Well... It's kinda... Well, actually it looks a little Harry Potter to me, actually. Which reminds me.. I really need to hit a library or something, because... All seven books are out in this time period? Flink is so there. I mean, we'd only gotten the first... Two, I think? I don't even remember.. Sometimes... Being a lab rat means that your contact with the outside world is a little.. Ehhh... Oh hey! You got your job back! Hooray! You know, I've been meaning to stop by there, you know, just to see it... Never actually been to the infamous coffee shop. Kinda seems like living in New York and never actually seeing the, uh... Uh... Statue of Liberty."
It should be noted that he's never taken his eyes off the necklace the whole time he was rambling. It's very pretty. And very weird.
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Abby looks from Marshall to the necklace, trying to smother a grin. "We should go. To the coffee shop I mean. I've got an employee discount."
The last bit is delivered as though she's offering an all-expenses-paid trip to Hawaii.
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At the mention of the coffee shop, his smile brightens. "Oh hey! We should! I'm sure the, uh... The CCTV won't go completely insane if I leave for, y'know, a little while and I could really go for some coffee. And, uh... Well, hopefully, it won't explode."
Yeah, like Marshall really needs coffee. Ever.
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She dangles the necklace in front of him. "Dunno if it's dangerous, but it..." Abby sticks her tongue out, like she's tasted something nasty. "Okay, prob'ly dangerous. It wants me to put it on. Or makes me want to or something. Figured it should go somewhere it won't hurt anyone, but I couldn't think of who else to give it to. Don't know any sorcerer types."
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He makes a worried face. "Thaaat's very, uh... Tales From The Darkside, which, incidentally, is nowhere near as good as The Twilight Zone, even if they both freaked me out in equal amounts..." Marshall shakes his head before he gets off on another tangent. "Yeah... Yeah, I don't know any either. I still, uh, say the journals would probably be a good bet. I mean... If Voldemort was really in Chicago, don't you think he would have done something by now?" He arches an eyebrow. Curious Marshall is curious now! And knowing the amount of crazy people in Chicago, it seems like there ( ... )
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