[While he's busy with the tea, she goes to sit at the table, both feet up on the bench and her arms wrapped around them.]
Good. Need to, um... tell you something. [She realizes after she says it that that sounds a little menacing, so she hurries to add-] Nothing bad. It's about... my deal.
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6/6/13 19:07 (UTC)Good. Need to, um... tell you something. [She realizes after she says it that that sounds a little menacing, so she hurries to add-] Nothing bad. It's about... my deal.