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[antitimelord]

You'll never guess who I ran into down the pub.

Comments

[antitimelord]

I know no such thing, of course. But that's interesting to know, in his case. I suppose I have to accept your judgment of his capabilities.

[theoldgirl]

Come here and let me remind you, then. [he's getting a set of coordinates for the Ramble, though not close enough to where she's parked that he would be able to see her from there]

[antitimelord]

How threatening. Is this a trap or are you really that emotionally compromised?

[theoldgirl]

You haven't the sense of self-preservation to avoid a trap even when you know it is one, so what difference does it make? Save your pretenses for someone who cares.