Dahlia walks over to Eleif, smoking a fat cigar, and leaning over the table.
"You got No Country For Old Men?"
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"Nothing quite like a drug deal gone wrong no?" She asks with a grin. "Yeah I got it, you planning on checking" She asks as she pulls out a pen and notepad.
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"Yeah, I am. Blood and drugs. My two favorite things." Dahlia slides her 3 credits.
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"Jolly" She writes down the reservation into her pad. "I'll deliver the book to you, and by the way ..." She checks her surroundings. "I also have a special selection of novels that can satisfy certain, cravings. Strictly off the list, interested?"
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"Well, you've certainly peaked my interest. Lemme see."
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"Stop by soon, and don't tell anyone about it"
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"Gotcha. See you around." Dahlia struts away.