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Tommehbell 
Harlow continued to sit the warm water as it lapped up her stomach. She slipped the rest of her body up to her chin under the water. She didn't want to get her hair wet, but the rest of her body was getting cold as she sat there and it was only fair her upper body got what the lower body was getting. "I didn't say it was a bad name. Just a boy's name. My little sister's name is Cuba." she offered.
No reason to get touchy.
Harlow opened one eye and looked at the girl. "Are you sure about that?" She knew that the first rule of the Mafia was that you never talked about the Mafia. She opened both of her eyes when Elliot threw her suspicious glance. "I didn't know. That's why I asked. Its how you learn things you know." she pointed out to the girl.
O__o What a strange name. Elliot was nothing compared to Cuba.
"Your sister's name's a country?" What, that was just plain ole' strange! Poor kid. She watched the girl...get lower into the water...don't drown! Elliot wanted to shout..because Elliot wasn't a skilled swimmer...at all.
She wouldn't be saving anyone anytime soon.
The blonde kicked her feet a bit, making the water splash just a bit...hehehe. She should take Maxwell here sometime. It was nice. But no swimming. maybe once the weather got...less cold. It was freezing...you think she'd be used to it, living in Scotland her whole life.
Was she sure?! This girl was odd. And intriguing. Elliot liked it.
"No, I'm not sure...he's never actually told me, has he?" she said, raising an eyebrow...duh. That's why Elliot
thought so. Because his job was so secret. There was no alternative! He had to be in a mafia or something. She scowled..
."I know how learning works. I'm a Ravenclaw," she said, a bit snappishly. But nothing major.
THis girl could put Elliot's own sarcasm to shame. Pfffft!