Look, Stephanie was used to having plans that went off the rails repeatedly and in spectacular fashion. She was used to rolling with it when that happened, too
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Oh, it was the guy who'd been talking to the flowerpots that one time! Not that Stephanie was going to comment on that, since she'd been in costume at the time, so la la la.
"Present and accounted for," she said, waving a hand grumpily, "except my ID's in my wallet, which is in my back pocket, which is a little stuck right now."
Fortunately, Raven carried hers in her bag, which was at her feet. She reached down and pulled out her student ID and showed it to K. "I can vouch for her identity as well," she said.
"Very well," K said briefly looking at the ID and then handing the girls the clipboard and a pen. "Please sign and initial at the X's which state that you are who you say you are and not someone else."
Stephanie reached for the pen, but eyed the clipboard. "That sounds almost like a trick question. What are we signing for? Because I swear, I really don't need a Time-Life collection of antique thimbles."
"Miss, we here at the United States Postal Service cannot and will not verify the internal contents of a package, letter or parcel as that would violate an individual's right to privacy."
He handed over an envelope to Steph and Raven. Inside was an open ticket to Hong Kong along with the following message.
"Waiting for you in the grand city of HK with Cassandra! REBOOTS SUCK!
"A bug?" Raven said, staring at the tickets and note. "I do not understand. Who would send us tickets? Who is Cassandra? And why do they not like boots?"
"But Cass isn't in Hong Kong," Stephanie said confusedly, "and that's nice for anyone who doesn't have a dinosaur clunker of a computer like me, but . . ."
"I only deliver the mail, miss. I can't explain the why's or wherefore's of the universe. I can only say that in this world we all have a role to play and that some roles get cut shorter than others. Mine was to deliver this message."
And with that he gave a curt nod.
"Have a nice day."
And he walked away. Leaving the girls stuck on the bench.
"Pardon me, young ladies," K said as he pulled out his clipboard. "I am looking for one Miss Stephanie Brown and a... Miss Raven."
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Which probably wasn't a wise thing to tell the stranger looking for them.
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"Present and accounted for," she said, waving a hand grumpily, "except my ID's in my wallet, which is in my back pocket, which is a little stuck right now."
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He handed over an envelope to Steph and Raven. Inside was an open ticket to Hong Kong along with the following message.
"Waiting for you in the grand city of HK with Cassandra! REBOOTS SUCK!
Love and Kisses,
A. Bug"
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More importantly:
"Huh?"
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And with that he gave a curt nod.
"Have a nice day."
And he walked away. Leaving the girls stuck on the bench.
Classy.
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