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That's you?! flails

[Eliot wipes her face down gently. There isn't much that really needs to be cleaned up but she'll hopefully feel better for it. He sets the towel down on the table and takes her arm.]

Come on now, darlin'. Let's get this over with. So we can go home.

[OOC: TheGames... Please, check it out. We need a Johanna...]

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