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[slasherofprices]

It's been a while since Simon Skinner has walked in from Sandford. Today is no different: he walks in from where he's usually walked in from as of late. Chicago. Also typical is the pastry that's been shoved in his mouth, and the sketch pad he's carrying underneath his arm. Funny how he's traded one routine life (albeit, with murderings in) for

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[weeper_of_blood]

Odd how Milliways can reform people.

Though even with a lack of murderings for Chiffre too, he still gets a need to do it. Maybe he'll fight off the cravings one of these days.

But murdering doesn't matter right now, for there is someone he hasn't seen in quite some time, over on that table! The guy with the pastry. o wowiez!

Chiff has his own coffee, but no pastry.. woe..

"Fancy seeing you here."

[slasherofprices]

"Oh, it's you," he says enthusiastically, turning to face Chiffy.

NICE TO SEE YOU TOO.

[weeper_of_blood]

Skinner better be happy to see him, cause now Chiffy is sitting at his table. So thar!

"It's me. Where have you been hiding yourself, then?"

[slasherofprices]

"Chicago."