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*Raph comes down the stairs and makes a b-line for the bar.*

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*muttering to self as he climbs up the outside wall to the roof*

So she was looking for me all night huh? She's a little to Single White Female for my tastes.
Yeah, I know I got problems. And yeah, I know I won't be able to return home 'til they're all good and dealt with.
Don't mean I need someone to get all into my business. Or be all concerned about my business.
Gak, that was wicked creepy.

So it looks like I'll be needin' some extra security.
Good thing those Weasel Twins gave me what they did.

*he goes into the one man tent, opens the desk drawer and pulls out the duffle bag.*

This is gonna be fun.