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"Christopher- ah yeah, nice guy." she said, walking in with him. She heard a guy whistle at him, and she kissed Nick passionately, glaring at the guy. His friend whooped, as the whistle guy came up to Nick. "Hows about I take the little lady off your hands?" he said, pushing Nick out of the way. He came closer, and she smiled, twisting his nose. She stamped on his foot, and brought her knee to his face. She smiled as Nick stood up, and we went to order.

Once they were eating, she thought of allies. "Well, there's my brother, the doctor. I'm pretty sure the Dawsons, who own the tavern i work at, well definitely help. They're one of two families I trust enough to tell. Mr. Dawson was a load of guns in his basement." she said, biting into a sandwich.