[Someone is talking crazy and mentioned eagles. Canada's just going to take a chance on this, so there's a chirpy, pleasant, unfamiliar voice for America to hear.]
Hello! You're not the United States of America by any chance, are you?
[And she's hanging up now. Congratulations, America, you have a meeting with a mysterious woman who (and I swear this is related) misses her sister. Don't be late.]
[Well, if a nice girl needs to see him right away, it only means she obviously needs some help from a hero. Also, he's just really hungry for some good burgers.
So he'll be there as soon as possible, and will head to the counter to order before he bothers looking around for the girl.]
[He's so lucky she got lost again and is walking in once he's already there. She heads for him on a hunch, clasping her hands behind her, in the folds of the dress of her skirt, and clears her throat.]
Hello! You're not the United States of America by any chance, are you?
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I live on Beaver Street, but I wouldn't say no to meeting down at the burger joint. It was pretty good, I think.
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But, um, oh. The burger place should be fine. Now?
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[And she's hanging up now. Congratulations, America, you have a meeting with a mysterious woman who (and I swear this is related) misses her sister. Don't be late.]
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So he'll be there as soon as possible, and will head to the counter to order before he bothers looking around for the girl.]
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Excuse me.
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Excuse me! Mister America?
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Oh, hey!
You must be the chick from the phone!
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[She's wearing a pleasant smile, but obviously scrutinizing him at the same time. He wasn't her sister, but Canada supposed he would do.]
I'm Canada. Nice to meet you.
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...Oh, wait, you're the Canada from that girl world? Where everybody's girls?
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Hehe, that's awesome. C'mere!
[He'll try to pick her up into a hug.]
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