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"I agree." She looked at him with a bright smile. "It's a good thing I trust you completely."
He looked at the apartment, taking it in, then at her, his expression curious. "Sparrow?"
She paused for a moment, watching him before sighing and looking at the ground with raised eyebrows. "Even with a knife at your throat, huh? I...
"Is Tom going to bark at me? I think it's annoying when dogs bark," he admitted, crossing his arms.
"Yeah, definitely. I was really hoping to scare you, though."
He grinned, but shook his head. "Ah, you got me. You're always right."
"You're right, there was almost a murder! That was pretty fun," she teased.
"Almost as bad? I can do phone calls, thank you very much."
"Good, good," she said, heading towards the entrance. "This was a fun party."
"We could always call him, you know. I think it'd be nice."
"I think it has a nice ring to it." She smiled slightly, then stood up. "I'm ready to go back up, I think. Unless you want to stay down here."
"No, I haven't. Have you? I mean, he's closer to you than to me," he said. "It would only make sense."
"Good," she said. "I think I have pretty complicated logic, especially for a 22 year old."
His thumb brushed the top of her hand lightly. "Alright. I took a taxi here, so it should be fine."
She shrugged, brushing her hair away from her face. "I'm not sure. It makes sense to me, though."
"I've missed you, too," he said. "It's nice to see you laugh like that again."
"You're evil, Curnow. Evil, but good, I think."
"Are you making fun of me and my fish?" He raised an eyebrow, and crossed his arms. "It's name is Finn, by the way."
"That what I thought. This whole thing was built on your dirty lies. And I thought it was all real."
"You got him for security, then. I mean, I have a pet, and I think it's pretty cute." He did the same, then crossed his arms. "And it's a fish."
