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They continued down the street and despite his confident words, Ferris seemed to be a little nervous. "Okay. Well. This is going to be fine. In...
"I always do," she replied playfully, heading for the door.
"Trust me, I know these guys. We should still try to stay hidden, just in case they have earplugs in and can't hear the charm."
She nodded, looking over her shoulder. "I'm going to go on a run, then."
"See? You're brilliant."
She paused before straightening up. "Is there anything to do in the meantime?"
“Let me rephrase that. Do you think I’m charming?”
She frowned, looking over at him. “I don’t like waiting.”
"Yes," he said agreeably. "I mean, do you think you're a smart person?"
She stood up, looking over at him. "So, when do we start?"
"Well, yes..." he agreed, looking down at her. "But that was because he was stupid, Fleur."
She nodded, solidifying the idea in her head. “Gotcha. Okay. Let’s do it.”
"Is this just a maintenance thing? Or is it part of the plan?"
"I'm not sure," he amended. "But I know the building quite well. And I am charming."
She tilted her head, leaning against the table. "Okay... you'll be like a superhero.
He took off down the dark street, muttering a little to himself before making his voice louder. "Okay. So. This is gonna be tough."
She looked confused, raising one eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
"It just means that tonight is probably the best time. Let's go."
She looked curious. "With what?"
"The longer we stay here, the more aware he gets. He already knows I'm here, but you might have avoided his attention."
