Excuse me! A gentlem- that is, a young man such as myself, so new to the city, so lost and humbled! Could anyone spare a few moments to explain where I am?
[Toto's face is too close to the camera, so that the screen is all hazel eyes, a lock of forest-green hair partially-obscuring the stitches that curl over one eyebrow. He doesn't wait for an
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[It's hard to forget some guy who kept flirting with her boyfriend.]
[SO.]
...are you Mockingbird?
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[sorry, a little irritation bleeding into her tone. Old irritation. Hm.]
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I suppose I'm not the man I used to be, it's true. . .
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Son of a bitch.
...are you still crazy?
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[No don't argue with him, he's made up his mind already.]
Don't tell me you need the whole rundown, too. You don't even remember bein' here, do you?
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[Though she isn't completely sure about that.]
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Anyway, you're in Anatole. And I'm pretty sure there's a couple of other guys around here who enjoy sewing too. So you're in luck! I think.
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