"Hi," she said, slipping through the door. "I don't want to take up too much of your time. I just wanted to say sorry about Saturday. I wasn't really myself."
"She was from LA. That? She could have dealt with. Instead she woke up with a gay party boy, then got semi-accosted by my brother's evil duplicate." Isabel shook her head, "Which was why she wound up in Caritas looking for a drink. Poor girl had a rough weekend."
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"Anyway, the reason I'm here, well, I'm sorry that she thought you were crazy." Logically Isabel knew it wasn't her. But she still felt sheepish.
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