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[impolitical]

It would seem Evelynne's gone insane in the past two weeks.

So who do I have the honor of thanking?

I won't ask the obvious question of "Where am I?" I'm sure I can find answers from what locals tell the people who do ask.

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[unbewildered]

I'm telling you, I'm not crazy!

[impolitical]

Ev.

You can't possibly be rooming with an assassin and a...a whatever he is.

And he can't look like me.

[unbewildered]

Well, he does. And I am. And you shouldn't have come here.

[impolitical]

...there's something in the water here, isn't there?

I'm going to suffer for this one.

[unbewildered]

I wouldn't be surprised, you know. But that's probably not it.

[impolitical]

Well, your friends sound almost as crazy as you do right now, so either I'm the only sane person, or I'm the only one insane person.

[unbewildered]

You're probably both.

It makes sense here.

[impolitical]

That wouldn't make sense anywhere, Ev.

[unbewildered]

It sure as hell makes sense here.

Get used to it, Amy. Things are crazy around here. And it's NOT just me, like you want to think it is.

[impolitical]

It's a direct contradiction. It can't even work as a paradox.

Come on, Ev. Be serious.

[unbewildered]

I'm being serious.

You try the city out for a few days or so and see what happens!

[impolitical]

Fine. I will.

[unbewildered]

Until then.

I need to drag you out to a bar. I've been needing someone to moan and gripe at while deliriously drunk (which doesn't seem to work here), and you're always the first candidate.

[impolitical]

And completely skew my sound judgment? Are you trying to make me lose this one, Ev?

[unbewildered]

No, I'm trying to make you my punching bag. Now get off the damn laptop and take me out for a drink.

[impolitical]

You know I won't be drinking.