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[turnabout_ace]

[Phoenix is on the second level, drinking from a grape juice bottle. The pamphlet is on the table in front of him, having been read but is temporarily discarded.]

This city certainly has an odd way of welcoming people.

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[captaininnuendo]

[... why hello there, handsome.]

I've seen odder.

[turnabout_ace]

[What? Him? Handsome? Go natural naiveness around women!]

Oh really? Like what?

[captaininnuendo]

[Aww! Don't ping her in the adorable senses. Don't do it, Phoenix, hobo or not.]

Well, there are the occasional pitchforks and torches. Or some of the weirder things I'm not at liberty to talk about.

[did I mention she's admiring the view and totally rating you in her head?]

[turnabout_ace]

[He chuckles a bit. Yeah, he's used to being around younger women. D: Not catching the fact that he's being oogled. What's he rating, though?] Sounds like it has the potential to be an interesting evening. Mine usually involve solving murders, where finding the truth is pretty much the only hurdle.

[And dur, manners.] Oh, I don't believe we've met before. My name's Phoenix. What's your name?