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*grins, still staring*
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[i]"Can I help you?"[/i] [b][i]He asked, slightly agitated.[/i][/b]
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"Are you a shrink?"
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[i]"Hm. No."[/i] [b][i]He went back to reading his scroll.[/i][/b]
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*grins, satisfied. Slowly creeps away*
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[b][i]He placed his hand into his business suit, feeling his Silenced M1911 in its holster. He kept his hand there, cautiously. He kept on reading, sighing. What a day.[/i][/b]