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[bring_a_sponge]

Don't look now, but Agent Zed is stomping into the bar after a long (they're never long enough) absence. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.

Crree-eeaakk [as he takes a seat at Bar].

"BOURBON!" he roars.

*bamph!* [there's the bourbon]

*bamph!* [there's something else]

Zed eyes the second object suspiciously.

"Bob Wonka's Guide to the Loompas? What kinda

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[shinigami_rem]

Rem was standing at the bar watching people.

"hello," she said.

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed looks up and eyes Rem, pondering whether she looks like a 'Bob Wonka' or not.

Probably not.

He doesn't have a name yet to go with whatever she is, but 'Bob' doesn't seem likely.

"So what's your story?" he growls.

He is, after all, in sort of a bad mood. Not that that's anything unusual.

[shinigami_rem]

"You seem tense," she said, "Why is your name Zed?"

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed scowls. So she knows his name before he knows hers. And he thought his mood couldn't get any worse.

"What's yours?"