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There was an assassin curled up in one of the chairs near the fire, pint of ice cream in one hand, spoon in the other.
She was wearing something resembling pyjammas, her hair was loose, hardly even brushed, and she wasn't wearing the usual tasteful makeup, in fact, she wasn't wearing any makeup at all.
She was wearing something resembling pyjammas, her hair was loose, hardly even brushed, and she wasn't wearing the usual tasteful makeup, in fact, she wasn't wearing any makeup at all.