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[ The blue-haired girl on the screen looks mildly annoyed, as if it's just barely under the surface and she's trying her best to keep herself composed. She is, after all, a princess. She was taught to keep her composure, even in the worst situation and while this isn't the biggest mess she's been in? It still sucks, for a variety of reasons. One of which is the temporary housing she finds herself in, but that's a rant for another day. ]

Evie Grimhilde, hi. Pleasure to meet you, I'm sure.

[ At least she's telling the truth, there. ]

I'm familiar with this whole 'in the wrong universe' situation. I spent a year in a wild west colony on another planet. Showed up there outside their Customs and Processing building while I'd been on the way to classes.

This time around, I was on my way home and suddenly, I'm here. I had someone traveling with me and I'm hoping they're here, too.

[ She shifts some on the twin bed she's seated on, trying to find a way to sit comfortably but not quite managing. Or maybe she's just stressed from her interrupted trip. ]

His name is Jack Kelly. You'll know if you met him. He's tall, dark hair, blue eyes, muscular.

[ And she's clearly fond of this guy. ]

And a bit rough around the edges, but friendly. If you've seen him, let me know. It'd be nice to be in an unfamiliar place with someone familiar. I know, the likelihood of that happening are slim to none. But, one can't help but hope.

[ That being said: ]

In the mean time, I was wondering what people could tell me about employment opportunities. I'm fantastic at cooking and sewing. I had my own custom clothing store back in New Dodge, the place I was before here. I'm also interested in chemistry. Straight A student back in Auradon and I helped with a crisis or two in the aforementioned space colony. If anyone has job suggestions, please let me know. I don't sit idle very well.

[ With that, she shuts her feed down and sighs, frowning some to herself. N o p e. She likes none of this goblin refuse. ]

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My left foot, friendly! Sure!--what da hell, Evie?!?

[The young man that explodes onto the network is pissed off--but the brightness of his eyes betrays something else...something Evie's doing a far better of holding together than he is.]

Get one thing straight right now, sister: if you ain't safe at home? You damn sure bettah be right here wit' me, so where do you get off disappearin' like dat, hah? Hah?!?

Now listen here, you dizzy dame: lookin' fer youse gonna take too long. I'm walkin' right da hell outside, and you bettah be out there fast so's I can kiss you hello, 'cause if you ain't? I'm haulin' you back ta my room fer a month a'Sundays, and I ain't lettin' you outta my damn sight, you hear me?!

Excuse you.

[ Not even a question and it'd even be said in a vaguely dangerous tone, accompanied by an equally problematic and dangerous upward tick of her left eyebrow. But she's teasing. And playing. And just way too overjoyed to be angry, even if she is messing with him. ]

You can try that again, and I'll be right outside.

[ Lies. She's getting off of that uncomfortable twin bed and heading outside of her cramped room.

Slowly, so as to mess with Jack. But this slow isn't going to last very long. She's missed him and was in a panic over not knowing where he is. ]

Sure.

[Scoffing at the princess who could kick his ass? You bet your life. Is he scared of her?

...well, yeah, but that's never stopped him before. Never mind, he's already on the move.]

Shake a leg, sister--you know I can get real nasty when someone comes between me 'n my best girl. Someone gets in my way in these halls? I'm knockin' 'em down.

Jack Kelly, you are so lucky...

[ There's an unsaid 'that I love you' at the end of that, but she hasn't quite gotten up the guts to say it just yet. It's there in everything she does and ever has done for him, and in every smile and glance she's ever given him. Especially after meeting EJ and seeing how Other Jack and Other Evie treated each other.

So she's out her front door quickly, looking up and down her hallway for Jack. For any sign of that loud, abrasive, perfectly flawed boy that she loves so much. ]

I have no idea where I could possibly find you, so you should help me out.

Here's an idea: howzabout you help me out, 'cause I got no damn idea which way I'm goin' in dis crazy joint!

[However, as he says it there's a distant echo, the voice on the phone clashing with a voice down the hall on a delay in a jumble of sound that's all Jack Kelly.

Angry and frustrated newsie at three o'clock.]

[ That three o'clock happens to be a turn Evie was making so instead of seeing Jack? She runs right into him and almost falls backwards. One hand grabs onto his shoulder to keep from falling, the other drops her phone and presses onto the closest wall to steady herself and when she gets a look at who exactly she ran into?

There's really no stopping the laughter, even with the hand that goes over her mouth as soon as she's steady on her feet again. ]

Blue-Eyes!

[ She's so happy to see him, it's ridiculous. All she can get out is the first thing she's ever called him, her nickname for him now and forever. ]

Evie?

[ Regina's staring at the girl on the screen, and she doesn't dare blink or even breathe in case she disappears again.

She'd swept into Regina's life in a blaze of beautiful blue, turned her heart upside down, and then there'd been Mal, and Jay, and Carlos-- and then Other Evie, Other Jack, little EJ who had called her Nana.

And then in the time it had taken to deliver her unexpected family to their safe new home, the first Evie had left again, taking a huge chunk of Regina's heart with her. She'd planned to visit, and then she'd wound up here somehow. Alone again and too desolate about it to do anything but decide she absolutely wasn't staying a minute longer than she had to in this common room.

Just now, two days into self-pity binge that had gotten old, she'd turned on the network and there was that beautiful face again. But no mention of her. Did this Evie even know her?

Her heart beats wild and desperate with the need for this to be the daughter she didn't have, and her eyes are bright with tears she refuses to shed, even as she combs her fingers through her hair. ]

Do you... do you know me?

[ At the sight of Regina, her mother in another universe, Evie gasps and puts her hands over her mouth, surprised and so excited, eyes shining with emotion. ]

Of course I know you.

[ There it is, that joy that only Evie could express in her full body way. She's grinning from ear to ear, practically glowing with how happy she is to see Regina. And with Jack here, too, she's feeling more at ease. Not entirely down with the room she's in, but she can overlook it in favor of familiar and loved faces. And Regina's was certainly a very loved face. ]

Regina, one of the best people I know. I'm so glad you're here.

[ At that of course, the emotion in Regina's eyes shines to match Evie's and the uncertainty fades into a smile all the more beautiful for being so elusive. ]

When I got back from settling your sister and EJ and Jack and you were gone...

[ She shakes her head, not quite unseating the lizard sitting on her shoulder with its feet tangled in her. It doesn't matter now. ]

I'm glad you're here too, sweetheart. Where are you? I'll come to you.

Oh, hello, Maleficent!

[ That's not an unpleasant surprise. It's an amused one. Of course Mal's mother is here. Evie is amused. ]

I'm sorry about that. I should have let you know. Just, Mal had been keeping secrets from me. Me! Her best friend for the past four years. When Mal disappeared and I didn't have answers, I had to go. Jack came with me.

Oh! Speaking of..he's here, too. We're both in temporary accommodations. They're...certainly uh...

[ If you can't say anything nice...frown a bit about it. ]

...they remind me of home. Just cleaner, and less crawling with villains and henchmen.

[ She hopes. ]

[ Maleficent, who is for every intent and purpose nothing but a lizard, doesn't even know she's being spoken to. Regina pets her little lizard head and neck to settle her down. Her tongue flicks out at the screen.

That's about the best you're going to get from her, Evie.

But Regina's much more expressive. ]

If you ever take off on me like that again... [ It's clear she was hurt and is angry, but there's not a shred of threat in her voice. Just maternal protectiveness and the anger can't hold a candle to love and relief she feels at seeing Evie. ] I'll come after you.

You and Jack.

[ Her lips purse into a small tight frown. ] Don't say the room number. Text it to me. I don't want anyone viewing this feed to know where to find you.

I'm in temporary housing for the moment, but we're not staying her. Tomorrow, the three of us will have breakfast and go find a house. Maybe one big enough for if Mal and the boys come, too.

Regina, I love you. I have no plans or desire to take off on you ever again. Especially since we barely had any time with each other in New Dodge before things went crazy.

[ So, there. At the mention of temporary housing, the semi-spoiled part of Evie comes out in the look on her face. ]

Can we please? A big one for all of us? I can't stay here too long. It's driving me nuts.

[ Hang on. ]

That...sounds a lot more snobby than I wanted it to. But I'm sure you understand.

[ Sending her room-number! ]

[ ... and there they were, the words Regina had been wanting to say to Evie since she returned from Dark Dodge and there'd barely even been time to explain anything. And now she can't do this anymore, not in video.

As soon as she gets the room-number, she smiles softly and nods. ] Don't go anywhere.

[ The screen fills up with purple and then goes blank.]

* * *

Regina's heart wouldn't stop racing but she didn't care if she couldn't catch her breath. She needed to see Evie, right now, face to face. So she knocked on the door, waiting impatiently while Maleficent scampered down her arm and into her pocket.

"Evie?"

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Evie's grinning from ear to ear, looking well put-together, dressed to the nines as Evie could do. Hair done, make-up on point (Even with the minimal amount she had with her upon arrival), so there's a very fashionable princess opening the door to her and Jack's room. No one should be surprised she's sharing it with her Newsie. Someone made a mistake separating them, and with the twin beds pushed together in that small space? Evie clearly rectified this oversight.

She has no words for Regina when she gets there just yet. Just a hug first, the best hug one Evie Grimhilde can manage, the smile on her face most likely permanent.

"Hello, lovely."

Regina has no words for Evie either at the moment. She wraps her arms around the girl who isn't but might have been her daughter if she hadn't poisoned her womb or turned the Sheriff away. She's always been on the clingy side as a mother, just ask Henry, so her fingers are still smoothing that pretty blue hair after she steps back.

"I love you, too, Evie." The backs of her fingers brush Evie's cheek. "Hello, sweetheart."

Evie's hand reaches for Regina's, holding it in her own with a soft smile on her face. As far as she cared, this was her mother. This was the best mother she's had. Not that she'd say any of this out lout. That felt a lot like jinxing her luck. She just reunited with Regina and Jack and wouldn't want them disappearing on her, just because she was too happy.

"It's so good to see you."

"You, too."

It was strange now, to try to talk like everything hadn't changed. Like they hadn't found each other in two worlds, now, as if the threads of fate or True Love were binding them together. She didn't know what to say, so she said what she felt.

"I'm starting to feel related to the Charmings after all. This is what they do. They find each other." And she felt that, yes, she would do whatever she had to to find Evie now.

"I'm glad that's a trait of the Charmings from your world." Now, if it were a trait of the Charmings from her own world? That'd be super weird. She wasn't sure Chad could find his shoelaces without detailed direction, nor could he find his way out of his Audrey obsession long enough to see what a creep he was being.

Evie was sure she'd hunt through the universes to find Regina again if they got separated. This woman was Mother, even if she hadn't said it out loud. But boy did she feel it.

"I'd say come in, but these rooms are cramped and I'd like to be outside, if you don't mind."

"We can explore a bit of our new home." Regina had no more desire to be trapped in a ten by ten space than Evie, and sitting awkwardly across each other in a small space trying to talk wasn't who they were.

"The Shrine has gardens. Shall we check them out? Maybe find some coffee along the way?" This also felt awkward, but only because Regina didn't plan outings. Walking and talking with Evie would be perfectly natural.

It really wasn't who they were. So when Regina suggests the gardens around The Shrine, Evie gives a small nod. T

"I'm more than fine with that. Just give me a moment to leave a note for Jack and we'll be on her way."

Jack wouldn't handle it well if he didn't know where Evie was and Evie'd rather put his mind at ease as quickly as she could. So it's a hasty note written on a note-pad and left where he'd find it the moment he came in.

"Okay. Let's go. I'll follow you."

As she had nothing else to do and nowhere else to be, Regina waited patiently for Evie to leave her boyfriend a note. This, too, was a sign of her attachment to Evie, since "wait" and "patient" weren't normally in her vocabulary let alone in her repertoire of actions. But for Evie, she simply sat with her ankles crossed and hands resting loosely in her lap.

"Walk beside me," she said when Evie was ready and she stood to join her. "It's much easier to talk that way." Then she smiled to say she wasn't being bossy or peevish the way her own mother might have been, but rather inviting Evie to be her friend as well as her almost-daughter.

"Of course," Evie replies, looping her arm through Regina's and giving it a gentle squeeze. She could get used to a mother like this. One that wants to see her happy and safe and not one that plucks a single eyebrow hair and calls it a Unibrow. Nothing against her own mother, but this with Regina felt right. Like this was how it was supposed to be between mother and daughter.

"It really is. There's no shouting to be heard if you're behind someone, and no having to look backwards."

Once they were out of the Commonspace building, Evie sighs with some relief. "Honestly, Jack's boarding room was bigger, and I miss it."

When Evie takes her arm, Regina relaxes into a comfortable smile and pace. She's not Henry, but the feeling of being with her is similar, because like Henry, Evie's a True Believer. Her faith in Regina can carry her a long way in Henry's absence.

She pats Evie's hand where it rests on her arm and then lets her hand swing free. "No matter the intention, a small space always feels like a cage." At least to those who'd been trapped in one ever, or held anywhere they didn't want to be. "Freedom was what I wanted at your age, too. Freedom and love."

Although it hurts even now to think of Daniel, it's time-dulled and soothed by finally having her closure with him. Her smile carries only a hint of wistfulness when she shares it with Evie. "Tell me about him. Jack. Tell me how you met and how you fell in love." He makes Evie happy, and that's enough for her as an almost-mother. As a friend, she wants to know it all.

Evie should like to meet Henry some day. They could talk for hours, she's sure of it. And he'd be important to her, because he's important to Regina. He'd be her family, much like Regina is. At the mention of Jack and all of Regina's questions, she smiles softly and fondly.

It really is obvious that she's in love with the Newsie. Head over feet, wanting nothing but the best for him. Seeing the best in him and taking it along with the bad, accepting everything about him whether she likes it or not.

"Jack Kelly is a Newsie from New York in 1899. He was running a strike against Pulitzer and the heads of other news organizations because they raised the price the newsies had to pay for stacks of newspapers to sell. It was unfair, because the newspaper companies would make the kids eat the costs of whatever they didn't sell, and selling papers isn't easy."

Evie looks at Regina, still speaking as they walk. "He's stubborn and resilient and takes care of the people he cares for. And he's am amazing artist. Don't ever let him tell you otherwise. His drawings are the best I've ever seen."

As for how they met?

"I met him in the Merchant Dome back in New Dodge. He gave me a blue flower that I preserved with a spell that, sadly, didn't make it here. He carried the cart I used for clothing deliveries back to the shop and we talked about my home. It upset him, I think, because he stayed in a place similar to the Isle. It was called the Refuge. It was for orphans. The conditions were horrible. Rats and vermin everywhere, never enough food or room. He likes to tell me he broke out by sneaking onto the back of Governor Roosevelt's carriage."

Evie believes it, even if it does sound ridiculous.

"We started dating when he brought me my favorite mushroom dumplings from that one vendor in the Merchant Dome. We had a date on the roof of my store before I found a tenant for my apartment and I've slowly fallen for him since. It hit me how much when I woke up here without him. I haven't told him yet, but I think he feels the same way."

While Evie talks, Regina's perfectly content to listen. It's a pleasant afternoon, the air has a light, clear warmth to it, and Evie's happy. The boy's story is a bit unexpected, but she'd been bored in Storybrooke and read a lot, so it's not entirely unfamiliar.

It also explains his 'colorful' speech. Regina's nowhere near the snob her mother was, but she's still glad to know it's historical. Evie deserves the best of everything.

What she hears in Evie's voice when she talks about the Newsie is the same pure, almost innocent love she'd felt for Daniel and it makes her smile. A little wistfully, maybe, but not bitterly at all. Although the first thing she's doing if her own mother arrives is sealing that boy's heart in his chest. And Evie's next. Him first, because Evie will be interesting enough to survive the first assault. Jack would be dead before Cora learned his name.

She's surprised to hear the hint of uncertainty in Evie's tone when she says she thinks he loves her, and it's a hint that Regina's thoughts may have gotten away from her. She thinks back over what Evie said to find the thread and then nods knowingly. Not having heard the words yet, the uncertainty makes sense.

Regina pauses and turns to lift Evie's chin on her fingers. "Trust me, that boy is crazy about you," she says, and then she kisses Evie's brow unselfconsciously.

[There are a few things that catch Trunks' eye, besides oh hey--someone with Blue Hair who hopefully isn't another unknown relative from another timeline.]

Were you traveling with this person when you left wherever you were? Like, in the same vehicle or really close in proximity or something?

[Because data-points, and information! He's also interested in that whole 'having been to another world thing before' too.]

As for a job, the paper's a good place to look once it's out. It's always got job listings in it. You've listed your skills, but what are you interested in?

[Oh yeah, and manners. There's a half-bow, and a bit of a sheepish smile.]

Sorry, also--didn't mean to pelt you with questions right away. My name is Trunks Brief. I also arrived here with a traveling companion, except Mai and I were pulled from the same point in time, and arrived here at the same time. Hence my questions...

Love the hair.

[ She had to say something about that. ]

I was. We'd both made the decision to return to my universe to talk to a friend of mine about stuff she'd been hiding.I figured if it was something she had to try to hide, it was pretty intense, so my boyfriend and I were taking a shuttle back to where I was from.

We'd gone to sleep and the next thing I knew, I was waking up here.

[ She wasn't impressed with this situation. Not in the slightest. ]

My interests are fashion and chemistry. They're as different as can be from each other but...[ A shrug. ] Not only did I sell clothes out of my dorm room back home, but I was top student in chemistry. And don't worry about the questions. I don't mind.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Trunks.

[It's weird he gets complimented on it, so don't mind the blink and moment of awkward.]

Th-thanks. And that is eerily close to Mai and myself, when we arrived. We were in the same vehicle and everything, but woke up here in the different pods. We did wake up at the same time though...

[Gonna be making some notes about that, as it's another data point.]

You sound like my sister...which reminds me also--

[Another sheepish smile, hand coming up behind his head and scratching at his neck.]

There is no not-awkward way to ask. Are you sure we're not related somehow? My family here so far consists of my mother from one universe, me from another, and my baby sister from a third--and all of us from different timelines. Like--how I don't have a baby sister in the universe I'm from.

[Better to ask now, and get it all out, right? Stranger things have happened.]

I hope your sister is wonderful, otherwise that's an uncomfortable comparison.

[ So much teasing, Trunks. His question about them being related has her tilting her head some in thought, giving him as good a look as she can get on the smartphone before shaking her head slowly, letting out a soft 'hmm' before speaking. ]

I don't think we are. But then, you have to take into consideration that up until two and a half years ago, one of which was spent in a universe far from my place of origin, I lived on a magically barricaded prison island. I'm afraid the only person I know I'm related to is my mother, and she's the only blood relation I've met.

Considering I've never had a sister until she showed up about 2 months ago? I'm still getting used to it, but it's not meant as a bad comparison.

[He's learning; being teased by Bulla has helped.]

The odds are low, but with my family? I figured I'd ask. Far as I know none of us have ever had anything to do with a magically barricaded prison island. You don't have our last name, either...which helps.

[You probably don't want his last name, Evie.]

More seriously though, it shouldn't be too hard for you to find something. Bulla has a job as an aesthetician at a yoga studio. I'm part-time with Torchwood and the rest of the time have been doing the occasional odd job or helping Mom get Capsule Corps up and running. Mai works for a mechanics. Really, you shouldn't have any trouble finding something--I just got lucky in that there was family here for me already and we're used to sticking together.

I'd definitely check the paper though for specific listings. If you haven't got the latest one I can find where our copy went, and pass the information to you.

Work wise there is always being a freelance tailor. I've done that myself, but the downside is you get a lot less pay than if you were to work in a store I believe.

[She technically still does it but is planning on stopping when her business was finally up and running. She still wasn't sure as of yet.]

But hello and welcome.

I could probably do that for a side-job. Something with consistent pay and regular hours would probably be better, but I love custom tailoring. I had a small business in my dorm room at school. I sold dresses for every occasion. Cotillion, prom, dates, whatever.

[ She misses it, that much is obvious. ]

Hello! Your hair is lovely.

It would, but I managed to get by with it. But then again, I use most of my work pay on where I live more than anything.

[Soon that won't be so much of a problem though.]

So getting a decent job is always a good idea when it comes to where you live. Some of the places are expensive after all.

[She paused for a moment.] Ah, thank you. Though I might not have it for much longer. I'm thinking of cutting it.

I've noticed. I've been looking at housing already and think it best to get a good, steady job or two before going off to find a place.

Not to mention, I want one big enough for myself, a dear friend from the universe I was in before, and my boyfriend.

[ But now they're talking hair, one of her many interests, so her chin rests in her hand and she smiles at the girl. ]

What kind of cut are you considering?

That is a lot of people and if you all pool what you do have together I am sure you can afford most places.

[She paused. She honestly wasn't sure.]

I don't know, I just know short at least. Which I guess would be weird as I am used to having it long. But that is if I go through with it anyway. [She smiled slightly.]

I forgot to say I like your hair too. It's lovely.

[Interesting. If what the girl claims is true in regard to her intelligence, then Lust has everything she needs for a candidate to make the Philosopher's Stone: the knowledge of alchemical compounds and formulas, the intelligence to learn how to inscribe transmutation circles, and someone she cares about to serve as a catalyst.]

[Of course, Lust still isn't certain if a Philosopher's Stone can be created out of this world's "people" but she's more than willing to make an attempt. She has nothing to lose.]

Chemistry, hm? Interesting.

[She's leaning back against her desk, a few meaty tomes stacked next to her gloved hand.]

If you're as gifted as you claim, perhaps I could be persuaded to take on an assistant. Perhaps a pupil if you show aptitude.

If it helps, I cured an old boyfriend of mine of a dangerous strain of lycanthropy. Myself and a friend, but it was a big project with a time-limit. I needed the help to get it done fast. We had to suppress his immune system before treatment. It was sort of like chemo-therapy, only thirty days straight of it because this virus was really, really bad.

I also helped find a vaccination for a disease that reopened old injuries and mimic'd old diseases.

[ Does that help? ]

My, that must have been quite the undertaking.

[She chuckles warmly, closing her eyes and lowering her head for a moment.]

There will certainly be no shortage of jobs and opportunities for you to make the most of your skills in that case. You're welcome to apply here at the Ivory Tower should you wish to study alchemy and transmutation. I haven't had the opportunity to teach anyone outside of my world just yet, but the possibilities are intriguing.

It was. There were many a sleepless night and a lot of time spent in clean rooms and scrubbing down to make sure I wasn't carrying any germs we didn't need to expose Sam to. And the second cure we had to modify from an older one the other virus became resistant to. And had to combine it with nanotechnology. Now, that? I know nothing about that. But, we made it work and saved the town.

[ A shrug from Evie and a grin. She's pretty proud of herself, here. ]

I'd love to learn. I've heard of alchemy but not transmutation. It sounds fascinating.

That it is. There are limitations and laws to keep in mind, naturally. But it can serve many useful purposes, and for the truly gifted, it may yield exceptional gifts.

[Lust inclines her head.]

You may borrow one of the beginner's primers if you wish to dabble, and see if it strikes your interests. Should that be the case, I can tutor you further.

[Matt appears on the screen a warm smile on his face. His sightless eyes looking past the screen in front of him.]

I'm pretty good at finding people all things considered. If you don't mind my asking what does Mr. Kelly sound like and...smell like.

Being asked what my boyfriend smells like is a little weird. But, I can answer the other question. Give me a moment.

[ The sounds of something rattling around off-screen as Evie rummages in the backpack she managed to bring with her and then she pulls out a small camcorder. Pressing play and scrolling through videos until she gets video of Jack talking and then a moment later, singing.

His New York accent is rough. His tone playful and mischievous. But there it is. ]

How's that?

[Matt had the grace to laugh and nod]

I understand that....but it's how I identify people first before sound. I'll catch his scent fast enough on my own. The voice clip helps though given I'm from New York myself.

Monoka's Magical Cafe, in Fayren, has a position open for a baker and chef both, if you think you can handle such a fantastic place.

So many options. Thank you.

Oh, but no one wants me baking. Trust me. I'm terrible at it. Cooking, however. I may have to look into Monoka's.

I didn't catch your name.

Glad to hear it.

Ah! Sorry. It's Ted. [Always forgetting.]

Huh! How can the two be separate? I'd have thought the skills of either rather transferable...

That’s an unfortunate thing to be familiar with...

Well! Welcome to Genessia, none the less. My name is Eliot Durant, and I’ve been here for quite some time. For employment, it’s quite possible to open one’s own business after meeting some specific residency requirements. I believe there to be a number of restaurants here that might appreciate some new menu direction.

That probably depends on your experience in other worlds. New Dodge was wonderful. I was there for a year and, barring a few incidents that happened to the town at large, I had a great time.

It's a pleasure to met you, Eliot. How long have you been here?

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