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"Knock, knock?"

Kingsley sighed Blaise’s gentle voice ca her in

"He’s not here," Kingsley said

"I wasn’t looking for hi?"

"And mess up my hair?" She tossed her honey-blond hair over her shoulder "No, I’ue next to hisley looked her up and down as she settled in next to him

"You’ve outdone yourself with this ensemble," he said "You look like What’s her name? That pretty blonde actress The dead one with the hair River? Ocean? Pool?"

"Veronica Lake And that’s what I was going for See?" She held up her leg to display her seas that disappeared under her pencil skirt She had her hair coiffed in a forties peekaboo style

"Why do you dress like this?" he asked Every day she wore soe outfit that put one in lamour I want to be part of the solution, not part of the probleeous and eye-catching as you are, King," she said, tapping the end of his nose "Some of us have to work for it"

"You like the attention You’re the girl in the rooot what decade she’s in"

"I’et what decade I’m in The nineties need to shape up fast You knohat people are wearing now? On purpose? Flannel I saw it on MTV"

"I shudder"

"Me, too Awful There is nothing glala with being ets s"

"Nothing’s wrong with being et you"

Blaise sighed and laid her head on his chest

"I knew you were in a funk," she said "You always get like this when you drink"

"I drink all the tiet better when your friend turned up Where is Søren anyway?"

"I pissed him off He left"

"Well, un-piss hiing around this house"

Blaise’s mouth fell open

"He’s really a priest? That wasn’t a joke?"

"I wish"