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[gerding]

[Friends]
HA! Ask, and you shall recieve.
I've got a date.

Calm down, Christian, I'll throw a bottle of mace in my clutch if it makes you feel better.

And thanks for the booty call offer, Varletti, but looks like I don't need it after all! HA.

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[thatrapscallion]

With who!?

It better not be with Al!

[gerding]

[thatrapscallion]

OHMIGOD MILES BRENNAN?

God isn't he like fifty? Is this because he's rich? I was rich once too, you know - it's not that hard. You know he's a Modern, right? Which means he's probably got a not-so-hidden streak of crazy.

[Gertie]

Look, I don't think you should date this guy. For serious. I have my reasons.

[gerding]

Gertie.

[thatrapscallion]

Oh, please, get over yourself. I'm not jealous, okay? I'm just worried about your safety.

I mean, do you even know what Tale this Miles guy is? Cause I do, and I can assure you that it is not the sort of Tale you want to be inviting into your bedroom.

He's a witch.