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[thongedingly]

[Alleyne sat at the restaurant, near the bar, thinking and mumbling to herself. A chance to go home? The powers that be here have tricked everyone with this several times before, so she's not entirely buying it. After all they've been through, she couldn't exactly just get up and leave either. She had too many good friends here, as much as she

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[rezzedingly]

[Jack was sitting at the bar, well within earshot, a drink in hand.]

Is that really a better alternative than going home?

[He is really just playing devil's advocate... for himself, this has been an oddly nice vacation.]

[thongedingly]

[You get the infamous flatline face, Jack.]

And what would you know about my home? How would you know that's better?