"I mean about the handshake I've been waiting on for. My hand is growing weary. I'm no whore, sweetie."
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[b][i]He shakes it.[/i][/b] "Sorry. A few people have been, well, like that."
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"It's fine. So, where do you register around these parts?"
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"Command deck I believe. The highest one on the ship."
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"Thanks, sugar. See ya soon." Nora walks away, heading to the Command Deck.