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WHO: E. Nygma and K. Sofen
WHAT: Dinner
WHERE: Only the most expensive restaurant in Manhattan
WHEN: Saturday
WARNINGS: Scheming? Egos? Riddles that I can't solve?
SUMMARY: Really, it's just dinner.
This meeting was long overdue, but with the virus or whatever that people were catching, there was no way in hell that Karla was leaving her room, especially when covered in boils and whatever else the disease was causing. Thankfully though, her symptoms had finally started to disappear, and by Saturday she felt better than ever, which was a relief, since she'd been avoiding everything for weeks and it was about damn time that she got out and started setting her own designs into motion.
And what better way to start than to have dinner with a man that already surmised a dangerous amount of information about her? Edward was probably the only person that could say with certainty that she wasn't who she pretended to be over the network, so she didn't have to pretend around him. Of course, she still kept things to herself. Eddie was dangerous, and he wasn't trustworthy, but that was why Karla was comfortable meeting him like this. She could depend on him to only serve his own interests.
She'd arrived at the restaurant fairly early, standing outside in a simple, sleek back dress as she waited for her date for the night.
WHAT: Dinner
WHERE: Only the most expensive restaurant in Manhattan
WHEN: Saturday
WARNINGS: Scheming? Egos? Riddles that I can't solve?
SUMMARY: Really, it's just dinner.
This meeting was long overdue, but with the virus or whatever that people were catching, there was no way in hell that Karla was leaving her room, especially when covered in boils and whatever else the disease was causing. Thankfully though, her symptoms had finally started to disappear, and by Saturday she felt better than ever, which was a relief, since she'd been avoiding everything for weeks and it was about damn time that she got out and started setting her own designs into motion.
And what better way to start than to have dinner with a man that already surmised a dangerous amount of information about her? Edward was probably the only person that could say with certainty that she wasn't who she pretended to be over the network, so she didn't have to pretend around him. Of course, she still kept things to herself. Eddie was dangerous, and he wasn't trustworthy, but that was why Karla was comfortable meeting him like this. She could depend on him to only serve his own interests.
She'd arrived at the restaurant fairly early, standing outside in a simple, sleek back dress as she waited for her date for the night.