Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Oh. Um, she didn't know what to say to that. It was interesting, but she couldn't really empathise, she'd grown up in a privilidged home and she'd always gone different, if longer ways when she'd stayed for that one month. Were you one of them? I mean, educated She asked, he seemed educated, but she couldn't be sure. Con men wern't always educated but she'd been taken in by many a con man...and had a relationship with them. And that had always ended well of course. Not. It's fine she nodded, sometimes you need to get things out in the open she said, smiling at him in her welcoming hostess way, he did seem like a nice person, even if he did have foul mood swings. Much like her. Why thank you, I'm Ramona, Ramona Marqueen, and I'm afraid I work at the ministry, though, before you shoot me, I hate it, she said. It was the truth. Admin in the ministry had not been how she planned her life to say the least
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